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Weekly Contest #276
He picked his teeth with a floss pick in the front visor mirror of his Prius. Satisfied that his teeth were good enough, he stuffed the floss pick into his denim jacket pocket and went on to checking inside his nose when he noticed his date walking into the coffee shop. He was pretty sure the front of her matched her profile picture but if the backside was that slammin’, not looking like her photo wouldn’t be a deal breaker. After she had entered the building, he watched from his vehicle as she placed an order and then sat down at a table fo...
Weekly Contest #275
From my altar, I plucked the various ingredients I’d need: a vial of salt for protection, azurite crystal for enlightenment, sage for cleansing, sandalwood for amplifying the effects of the spell and for additional protection against dark entities. The tapered candles I chose were very deliberate as well: white because it encompasses all effects of all colors of candles, black because absorbs darkness and negativity and will make banishing it much easier, gray - as the between of white and black, gray offers the benefits of both and al...
Weekly Contest #205
I wrote down his name on one side of a folded sheet of lined paper. I stared at the name, knowing that inside this note were the final words I would say to him as I set him free, hopefully peacefully. I sat knee-to-knee in a three-person circle on the floor of my childhood bedroom, now converted into my crafty mother’s sewing room. To my left, my older sibling Rachel sat. She ended up seated right where she once laughed so hard at a joke I told her that she farted but then ran off crying to tattle to Mom that I forced her to embarras...
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