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Submitted to Contest #262
He navigated chopsticks beautifully. I was always in awe of people who used chopsticks like they were born with them at the end of their hands. I usually ended up roughly stabbing the food with one end of a singular chopstick and getting a bare minimum, cussing at their existence but persevering anyway. But here he was, doing the chopstick dance from bowl to mouth with an aptitude I could only respect. Just then something awful happened. He laid the sticks down and looked up directly at me. My mouth agape, still mesmerised. He smiled at me. ...
The storm outside was fierce, with rain slashing against the windows of the old mansion. Inside, the dim lighting and flickering candles added to the eerie atmosphere. Claire had always loved thunderstorms, but this one felt different. It was her first night alone in her grandmother’s mansion since she inherited it.She wandered through the grand hallways, admiring the antique furniture and paintings. Each room held memories of her childhood, visiting her grandmother during summer vacations. Now, it was all hers. She smiled, imagining the pos...
Submitted to Contest #140
Once, just once, I broke the law...well besides speeding and the odd DUI - well twice with that...alright and maybe a few puffs of dope...but besides that straight as an arrow...pretty much. So, when I arrived in Greece via car at the start of a European summer in 1989 with my best friend Wendy, I didn’t for one minute think I’d be performing something illegal on purpose, two months later. We’d bought an Opel Rekord in a small town named Siegburg in Germany six months earlier and travelled parts of Europe we hadn’t yet seen after three mont...
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