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Submitted to Contest #75
Dear diary - I guess? - It’s my first time writing a diary and I quite forgot how it works. I know it’s the 3rd of Jan and not the first, but I have been a little busy these days. Well, no, I actually forgot. I think I must tell you why I started writing a diary at all. Well, it’s my brother! He started one so I thought I might do so too. Mom said it would be cool if I put a goal I wish to achieve this year, and since I have nothing else in mind to write today I thought of an extraordinarily unique and diff...
Submitted to Contest #71
Long you mustn't wait Till one comes that shall Lit your heart And pull you out the pit She gazed at it hanging on the wall, as she did before every cookie exchange. I jumped on her lap. She smiled and stroked my back gently. “Come, let’s go Tweety” I purred indignantly. My name is Twilight. I’m not a silly yellow canary! She laughed and led the way to the hall. I have been with Valerie since her childhood. She was a lively girl, and a brave one too. She lived with her parents in a humble house with a very large garden. H...
Submitted to Contest #70
The First Step She sat calmly and rather stiffly on the sofa, the farthest one she could find. She was awaiting the interrogation. She knew what she had to say. In fact she memorized it by heart, as he told her. Although everything has been cleared up, she couldn’t ignore the guilt building up inside her, or maybe that was what it felt to lie. But she had to. Flashes of that moment kept coming back to her. Blood red was all over the place. Her mother was coming back from the kitchen with her father after they cleaned the dishes. Her broth...
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