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Weekly Contest #44
I almost ran to the portal. I have been away from my family for too long. It was only a year but to me it felt like a decade. With my cap on my head and a suitcase at hand, I stepped through the portal and found myself standing before our front door. My heart was about to burst with happiness and I haven't even seen my family yet! I rang the doorbell numerous times as I was in a hurry to finally hold them in my arms. I waited impatiently for my daughter, Rina, to open the door. She would always race her sisters to the door and greet the visi...
I'm dead. In movies, they'd call me a zombie, the undead. I'm dead but they don't know because save for the lack of a beating heart, I'm still relatively normal. The same could be said for my family. However, even if we did try to live as normally as we could, there were still precautions we had to take. For one, it was time to say farewell to Triton Way. I smiled sadly at the person crying in front of me: Janey Jane. If my heart still beat I knew it would hurt. Although I am incapable of genuine human emotions, I still felt a portion of hum...
Weekly Contest #42
Casa de Santa Cruz glowed with lights gay. The night was young and the fiesta was in full swing. They claim it was in honor of a saint. I say it was in boast of their wealth. Only the elite were allowed to step foot in the manor; the rondalla sending sweet music to those in the household, the scrumptious food being laid out on the table, and lords and ladies mingling in search of partners. Mestizos classed into the household while us indios flooded the lantern-lit streets. Inviting us indios was a me...
Weekly Contest #41
My uncle was a mad scientist and I was almost always his Beta Tester. I don't know why my parents trust this guy to use me for his experiments. I'm pretty sure a fourteen-year old shouldn't be subjected to unauthorized experiments from an unstable thirty six-year old man. I mean, it would be okay if these experiments only involved chemistry with dishwashing soap and bubbles. You know...science things that are actually kid-friendly and safe! Unfortunately, my uncle's everyday mission was to defy every aspect of safety. One time he had me...
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