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Weekly Contest #353
In a time of great suffering and when darkness is once again reigning across the land, the Guild of Sacred Knowledge once again meets to discuss the state of the Earth. Across the ages, a member of each creation species has represented the children of Gaia in a distinguished council of elders to guide all species found on Earth onto a path of prosperity. This council not only protects its animal brothers and sisters but also humanity. Each animal chosen for the council has played a part, no matter how small, in creating life on Earth. Member...
Weekly Contest #350
“Whirr…whirr…whirr” The alarm startled me as I walked out of the department store. I was prepared for the anti-theft alarm to sound, but each store has a distinct sound, so it still surprises me every time. “Ma'am, please stop and let us search your bags.” One of the sales associates flags me down before I make it out into the mall proper. “Oh, I’m terribly sorry. I did not think that alarm was for me; I don’t have a bag from this store. Just the bags I carry everywhere.” Shaking my bags with a laugh, I turned back to the nice young lady who...
Weekly Contest #348
On days like today, I like to sit in my favorite coffee shop and watch the park across the street. Since I retired, I have little to occupy my day, so when the weather is nice, I walk the six blocks to the local cafe and spend some time people-watching. Today is one of those perfect fall days. The air has that crisp feel, where you know it could turn either to the cold of winter or warm to another day of summer with just the slightest breeze from the right direction. Across the street in the park, the usual group of people are walking their ...
Weekly Contest #347
Trigger warnings- Views on Religon and politics may not align with all readers. “Knock, Knock. You got a minute?”“Sure, Peter, come on in. What Can I do for you?” “I’m sorry to interrupt you in your office like this, but there is a situation at the gate. Another one arrived today. She disagrees with my decision, insists that she has a reservation, and refuses to get on the elevator to go down. She is demanding to speak to you.”With a deep sigh, I stand from behind my desk. “Let me guess, and other evangelical?”“Yes, according to her file. Sh...
Weekly Contest #271
On days like today, I like to sit in my favorite coffee shop and watch the park across the street. Since I retired, I have little to occupy my day, so when the weather is nice, I walk the six blocks to the local diner and spend some time people watching. Today is one of those perfect fall days. The air has that crisp feel, the kind where you know it could turn either to the cold of winter, or warm to another day of summer with just the slightest breeze from the right direction. Across the street in the park, the usual group of people walks t...
Weekly Contest #269
Come on Imogene! This thrift store is supposed to have the best stuff!” I was not as excited as my sister, Kathy, as she tried to drag me to yet another store to look at what she called “ good thrift store stuff”. Lately, I hated thrift shopping. It seemed like every time I picked up an object, I just felt depressed. Over the last few years, I got better about not picking up the objects with violent histories at least, but in a thrift shop more often than not, the objects were just sad. The dishes sold after their grandmother died, furn...
Past references to Alcohol abuse and Domestic Violence “How many pairs of shoes do you really need?” Scott asks his wife in exasperation as he trips over a shoe for at least the third time this week. “They are overflowing the shoe rack again. This weekend, can you go through them to see if there are any that you don’t wear and can donate?” “I can try, but each of my shoes has a different purpose.” Hurrying to the hallway near the front door, Laura scoops up as many shoes as she can to cram them back onto the shoe shelves and out of the walkw...
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