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Submitted to Contest #272
The first murder I witnessed was my own. I was thirty-seven when I took my last breath. It was tragic and horrifying. As I began to bare witness to other deaths, I saw new depths of evil and how truly gruesome the manner and circumstances could be. This caused my own to pale in comparison. What set my murder aside as unique, was the fact that my assailant walked free. He was never indicted or even questioned as a possible suspect. My demise was passed off and believed to be an unfortunate accident. I was the only one who knew the truth....
Submitted to Contest #268
The mailbox had a distinct shimmer to it that evening. A look that Peggy decided was due to the sun lowering itself towards the horizon. She collected the various letters and one magazine. Back in the house she set the stack down, went into the living room, and sat down on the couch next to her husband who was mindlessly watching CNN. She picked up her wine glass, still half full, and took a small sip. Her husband reached for his own glass and drank down most of the red fruity alcohol in one swallow. Peggy stifled a sigh. She knew they would...
Submitted to Contest #247
River of Knowledge Wet, cold, tired, and hungry. These feeling I could name. They were solvable and temporary. The emotions swirling inside were less tamable. Embarrassed was just the base line. I was in way over my head, and being surrounded by other people only added to my misery. I’m not sure anything would have been different; it might have been a lot worst had I been alone. But I was used to being alone. It was how I preferred these times. Alas, the population for this adventure far exceeded solo, and I found myself struggling wi...
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