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Weekly Contest #105
My customer service smile never leaves my face even as I feel my cell phone vibrating in my pocket for the fourth time. As I finish bagging up groceries for the fiftieth customer today, I subtly flag my manager, hoping he’s in a good enough mood to let me go on break a half-hour early. By the time I’m done ringing up the next customer in line, my manager is walking over. He looks annoyed, but not angry, so I take it to be a good sign. Before I can open my mouth to ask for my break, he says, “A call just came in for you on the store phone. It...
Weekly Contest #98
I was seven when the people in suits came to take me away. I remember thinking how rich they must be since Mama had always told me that people wearing suits were rich. I don’t think I understood what was happening at first. Mama was crying, but the suit people were so kind that I figured there couldn’t be anything really wrong. Mama was just having another one of her crying days. She had them every so often - days when she couldn’t get out of bed, couldn’t take me to school, or make me dinner. On the really bad crying days, she would sometim...
Weekly Contest #86
“Listen to those birds singing!” Sonia says cheerfully. “Isn’t it beautiful, Mrs. Cassel?” It is, but there seems to be a disconnect between my brain and my mouth because I can’t seem to form the words to agree with her. Instead, I settle on a quiet hum that Sonia seems to take as an agreement. “Yes, Ma’am,” she continues. “Spring is well on its way. It’s so nice to get outside in this warm weather! Doesn’t the sun feel good?” I hum again. Sonia is a talker, but I don’t mind. She is always so cheery, and the more she talks, the less I feel...
Weekly Contest #85
“That’s the thing about this city – we take all kinds.” The older man said it with an earnest smile and a tip of his wide-brimmed hat, and I believed him. “I’ve heard that about this place,” I said as I pulled another box out of the rented moving van. “The real estate agent made it sound like a reason to avoid this city, but in my experience, acceptance is usually a good thing.” “I agree, son,” the older man said, pulling the heavy box out of my hands and walking towards the door of my new apartment building. He must have been out for an a...
Weekly Contest #55
“Can you keep a secret?” she whispers seductively. “I really like you.” I like you too doesn’t seem like enough, so I struggle to find the right words to say in response. It’s only our third date, but I’m already standing here at the door to her apartment, and things are going very well. She’s gorgeous – way out of my league, but she genuinely seems interested in me. And I am very interested in her. “I haven’t had the best luck with guys,” she tells me. “I can’t imagine why,” I reply honestly. “You’re a great girl.” She smiles at me, her...
Weekly Contest #36
July 15th This feels stupid. I’m not some tween girl. I don’t want to write all my thoughts and feelings in a stupid diary. I guess I don’t have anything better to do at three in the morning. I don’t know. The therapist said it could help. I guess I’ll try anything at this point. The meds sure aren’t working, and I need to get some sleep. I don’t even know what I’m supposed to be writing about. How tired I am? How I can’t focus at work because I can barely keep my eyes open? I don’t see how that would do me any good. She probably wants me t...
Weekly Contest #35
This is the kind of evening that just makes you feel alive. Just the right temperature, so comfortable you don’t even think about it. You just are. It feels like winter might finally be over. I mean, I love the snow, but there’s just something special about this time of year. The flowering trees are full of white and pink blossoms. The dull browns of winter are being hidden behind the green of new life. Animals and people alike are coming out of their winter dens to enjoy the new season. Everything is just so full of life. Kind of ironic, I ...
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