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Weekly Contest #347
The night sweats were getting worse, the dreams so vivid it hurt. Natashia woke up every morning on the dot at 4:00am. The sheets on the floor, her body in a fetal position shivering. Every day she could see just a little bit more into her dream.This morning she got out of bed, made herself a hot chocolate, put on a robe and sat on the love seat. She decided that sleep was not an option today. She needed to be focussed at work. A huge presentation was gnawing at her from within. Natashia had to convince her team to exclude water skiing at th...
Weekly Contest #110
Fuzzy Dice The sky looks like it was touched by Claude Monet, the faint brush strokes of the colours of the sunset. His artwork of nature and executing his view point enthrals me to join a painting class every Thursday evening. I hope that the sight will bring inspiration during tonight’s class. The drive after work is across the city calms my nerves after a long day. I try to focus on the illusions of shadows and colour during my drive to free me of the days stressors. After class I feel refreshed and so happy that I joined the clas...
Weekly Contest #101
The wooden crossThe radio is on, music in the morning makes me smile. My morning commute to work is 45 minutes one way everyday. I have time to think about what I’m going to make for supper, think about the deadlines at work, thinking about my last conversations with friends and co-workers. One might say I have a squirrel brain, thinking over thinking things and checking lists more than once. Then in the same spot everyday at 8:30am, something catches my eye in the review mirror. I shake my head and wonder why this keeps happening. Toda...
Weekly Contest #93
The StormI feel excitement as I look around my kitchen looking at coolers packed, bags of food filled with junk food, and a ton of booze!. I look on the kitchen island and go over my check list for the seventeenth time. I feel like a school girl excited for a first date. I can hardly contain myself of pure joy! I can hear music playing in the driveway, and the horn honk! “They’re here!” I yell at my husband for help with my bags. The girls in the car are singing to the music, laughing and wave. One of my friends had a travel mug in one ...
Weekly Contest #91
Release the birds I can’t stand the noise, the fighting every night when my dad comes home after work. He sits on the couch while my mother brings him a glass of whiskey, then another. He is an angry man, and after each drink he becomes even more angry and abusive. I hide in my closet, and count the hours until he passes out. Then I can sneak out of my bedroom window and go to the place where I feel free, and happy. It is dark, and the noises stopped! I wish he would stop hurting my mom, and screaming at everything including the ...
Weekly Contest #90
Hidden Treasure“Canada! You can’t be serious!” I sigh, thinking about Switzerland all day and wanting to take the gondola up the mountains. Set up my folding chair and breath in the mountain air, while typing my next travelling/nature blog in the New Yorker magazine.“Do I at least get to pick the photographer to come with me?” “No?”, “I’m confused, Norah is the best in the business from around here, her art gallery depicts the amazing wildlife around the world. Not to mention I love writing about nature and travel.” “I leave t...
Weekly Contest #89
EighteenI wake up and my head feels like a sludge hammer hit me a thousand times. The lights are so bright, trying to focus is almost impossible with such a bad headache. The weight of my aching body is unbearable trying to move sending waves of dire pain throughout my entire body. I close my eyes and feel so tired, the voices so distant calling me to come back. I’m so tiredThe sounds of people, the beeps of some type of machine become distant. The feeling of someone touching me is almost gone. I look down and see my family all lo...
Weekly Contest #88
The Ugly DucklingThe days of my past are shady at best. The thought of my dad travelling to earth to find the ideal host for carrying a baby makes me shiver. I wish I could have gotten to know her, my dad in his sleep has revealed many features of her which is why I sneak into his room at night and lay under the bed waiting for him to sleep.My world is small, and almost all of the humaliens live in big space ships to raise their children and teach them the ways of alien life on planet zero. The aliens on this planet have huts, mad...
Weekly Contest #87
The legend of April Fools Day I looked out the window to see snow falling, and faint footprints leading to my mailbox. The flag wasn’t up, but the footprints were there, which intrigued me because it was a Saturday. We get no mail on a Saturday. The sight of Snow on the first day of April doesn’t surprise me but I certainly am not happy. I was planning to get some yard work done today, but the snow had other plans. I looked out the window again and thought to myself. “good one, Mother Nature-April fools to you to”, and quickly close...
Weekly Contest #86
The little story teller The apartment building that I live in overlooks a big beautiful green space and beyond that is a River, it is the most beautiful area that I have ever lived. My favourite place to sit is on my balcony that overlooks this beautiful scenery. Every morning I have my cup of tea, something caught my eye this morning and watched this little girl walk out with her mom to place a blanket on the grass with several stuffed animals. The mother walked away to let her daughter play. On the first floor of our apartments the fir...
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