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Weekly Contest #56
It was an ordinary week really. There were a couple of explosions that hadn’t made it onto the news for some reason, my money said it was a cover-up, the lab that burst into flames was government owned after all. The remaining ooze from a gigantic slug creature was still slathered on the pavement of the busy street in front of my apartment building, cars slid through it like slush in the winter. A construction crew had kept me up for 48 hours as they rebuilt the front wall of the bank a block away, it had been broken into by a small crew of ...
Weekly Contest #55
I watched her often. How couldn’t I? Why didn’t the rest of them? Maybe that’s why she didn’t mind when she caught me staring at her. Her cheeks would turn cherry-red when she noticed, which only made me stare more intently. She was a robust woman, fatty, plentiful, more than enough of her to go around but I wanted her all to myself. My mouth practically watered as she rang the bell on the counter, arm fat jiggling ever so slightly. A man approached to collect his box of freshly made pastry, probably lemon cakes by the look of them. I had ne...
Weekly Contest #54
Herald sits elbow-to-elbow with fellow classmates on uncomfortable metal bleachers looking down at Lincoln High’s baseball field. His father, the coach, stands at third base waving his arms wildly towards home plate. Herald’s brother, Ray, rounds second base. He had always been faster than Herald, but right now he was like lightning. How had Herald ever thought that he could compete with that kind of athleticism? The right fielder whips the ball into the glove of his cut-off man. Ray rounds third base. Herald can’t hear himself think ...
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