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Weekly Contest #347
The last time Ava and I walked home together, she was aiming for the cracks instead of avoiding them. She kept tapping a crushed soda can with her shoe until it dropped right into the lines in the sidewalk. Every time it worked, she threw her hands up like it actually mattered.I remember thinking it was kind of stupid. Not in a mean way, just like… why does this matter so much. But that was always her.She liked doing things the wrong way on purpose. Like she needed to prove something, even if no one else cared. I barely looked up from my pho...
Weekly Contest #346
Sensitive Content: death, loss, poverty, illness, and grief Alone. They called it the Great Depression later on, but back then, we didn’t name it anything. It was just… the way the world felt. You noticed the quiet first. Not the empty cupboards, not the missing money. You noticed what wasn’t there. Our house felt smaller, though it weren’t small. It used to be noisy. Daddy’s boots slappin’ the floor, Mama tellin’ him to hush, Tommy bangin’ his spoon on the table like he could drum somethin’ up. I remember sittin’ there, thinkin’ that was no...
Weekly Contest #345
11:59. My chest seizes. My phone vibrates across the sheets. I can’t move.The screen is glowing in the dark, pale and sickly. One new message waits.Don’t.The word stares back at me, frozen on the screen. I lie in bed staring back at it. My legs are stiff under the blankets.My fingers really want to swipe the screen. But for some reason, I can’t. The blanket clings to my legs, heavy and suffocating.My chest tightens. Each breath scrapes in and out. The light from my phone warps the ceiling above me. I want to look but I just cannot do it.I st...
Weekly Contest #343
The door closed behind me with a click. My chest felt tight right away. My heart was beating fast like it was going to break the calm I was trying to keep. I came to this escape room on purpose to face my fear of being trapped in spaces. As soon as the door closed I felt like I made a big mistake. The air felt heavier, the walls felt like they were moving in on me. I could feel my breath getting shorter. The waiver had one name printed at the bottom. Cillian. I almost walked out when I saw it. I had seen his name before. On news reports. On ...
Weekly Contest #339
Indigo woke up this morning, fresh off her mother’s funeral. Her mom died unexpectedly. She got the call on Thursday afternoon while she was driving home from work. Her mom’s body was never found. That’s why the funeral was closed casket. She woke up and went straight to the coffee maker. She poured the steaming coffee into her favorite mug, the aroma sharp in the quiet kitchen. There was a man's hair all over the place. That’s when she noticed the envelope on the counter, addressed in handwriting she recognized. It was her mom’s. She ope...
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