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Weekly Contest #84
Gregory’s heart sinks as the sun slowly disappears behind the distant mountains. He sits atop his shiny mahogany coffin, biting his long perfect fingernails and contemplating life eternal, looking gloomy in his black shirt and black joggers. He’s been sleeping all day for nearly a week now. The night used to be his world, his adventure, his territory. This place used to be ripe with countless tourists roaming around the mountains and forest, checking out the wildlife, willingly stepping into danger a...
Weekly Contest #59
The city lights and Christmas décor bathed the area with the intensity of the holidays. People were merrily walking in bunches on the sidewalk, mostly with their family or in pairs, carrying their unopened treasures. Nearly overloaded shopping carts exited the grocery, preparing for an incoming feast. Even the air itself seemed to dazzle. A black, heavily tinted Civic Honda was unceremoniously parked in front of a grocery parking lot, adjacent to a line of shops filled with customers and a heavily-lined movie theater. The car looked a bit...
Weekly Contest #58
Judy sat on a log as she excitedly sips her hot coco. Wood started to cackle and the smell of roasting ribs permeated in the air. Crickets were chirping, wolves were howling and an owl hooted from a distance. It’s been a long time since she went camping, but she’s doing it again now, at last. “Ow, ow, ow!” Dennis yelled. Bits of flame flew near his hand as he fanned the flames on the bonfire too hard. “Dad, you okay?” Judy said. “I’m fine honey, are you okay?” Dennis answered back. CLICK! He pushed the button of his old Ipod atta...
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