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Lily Kingston

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Diana's Life Tips #34: Don't Skip School to Chase Supernatural Dogs

Weekly Contest #78

Diana’s eyes fixated on the blurry shadow of a dog around the corner made of lockers. It was near the end of the fifth period. The hallways were empty—and perfect for confronting whatever supernatural creature was beyond that corner. She had bet Owen from her AP Bio class that it was the ghost of whatever they’ve been dissecting. Taking a step forward, Diana could already feel that cold, crisp five dollar bill in her hand. And even better, if this was that scoop that finally got her a serious article in the school’s paper, hearing Rachel W...

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What Was I Saying Again? (Part 2)

Recap of part 1: Ken, a trans male, can see into the future, but it’s taken up all the room of his memories, so he remembers nothing almost instantly. Jason is Ken’s roommate/ pimp for future readings. Ken had a ‘stalker’, named Liv who found him and gave him an envelope with his old necklace, a photograph of a theater group with him and Liv in it, and a steel key. When he’s near Ken, his future abilities dull. When he wears the necklace, he doesn’t forget things instantly. At the end, Ken’s on the brink of a crisis after discovering Jason d...

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What Was I Saying Again? (Part 1)

Weekly Contest #62

 “S is for stalker,” Ken told the kindergarteners. “S. T. A. L. K. E. R. For example, I need to leave here soon, because I have a stalker I’ve been avoiding and they’re going to show up in…” Ken closed his eyes, letting visions of possible futures sweep over him. He plucked the worst, but most lucky, one from the river like it was a mutant fish and he was starving. Ugly, but necessary for survival. His stomach growled. On second thought, he's hungry. When was the last time he ate? His brain refused to answer. Ever since he got this ‘gif...

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The Stasis Experiment and How Not to React to It

Weekly Contest #62

“Welcome to the Fredrickson Internship,” Dr. Levon Fredrickson said with the world’s cockiest smile on his face. “As you know, we’re the largest government-funded psychology program in New Beckom.”He gestured for his interns to clap. Hesitantly, they did.“Thank you. Thank you. Now, we’ll start by conducting my most famous psychology experiment: The Stasis.” Dr. Fredickson clicked a remote and a presentation shot across the lecture hall wall. “In this experiment, you will all be assigned one subject that has agreed and signed a contract to be...

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I Got a Rock for my Twelfth Birthday--And It Wasn't Even a Pet Rock :/

Weekly Contest #61

“Mimi, I have your birthday gift,” Aunt June called as she reached into her bulky, leather purse.I skipped down my new mansion’s grand foyer to meet her, the new dress shoes my mother forced me to wear clacking with every step. The new dress restricted my movements and my breathing as I tried to go faster. That’s why I think my mother bought it for me and made me wear it—so I couldn’t escape the mansion she recently inherited from her parents. Like the Chinese art of footbinding I saw at the cultural museum field trip my old school took last...

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Maybe I'm Not a Sociopath

Weekly Contest #61

“Sometimes I think I’m a sociopath. Like, last week, alright? I'm in a meeting with Richard—my boss—, Ethan—my crush—, and Sally—my archenemy—about the budget for our newest project. I came up with the idea to create a long, adhesive light that you can attach to the ceiling of a car and remotely light up so you can see if a murderer, or whatever, is lurking in the backseat, waiting to kill you when you’re alone at night.“Anyway, this company, SafeTech, that primarily sells devices to keep women safe loved it, because I’m a genius or whatever...

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The Second Stabbing of Edmund I

Weekly Contest #61

“Considering how terrible all the other props at this medieval fair are…” Grey knelt down beside a corpse with a striking resemblance to Edmund I. “This one is pretty good. Look, the pool of blood is so realistic. What is this… jam?” He stuck a finger in it and tasted it. “Tastes irony. You think they added iron supplements to make it more realistic?” His younger sister, Violet, dropped her bushel of apples. Half of them rolled into the blood, as she screamed, “That’s not a prop, Grey. That’s George. He’s been stabbed.” Grey jumped back fr...

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A Selkie's Love

Weekly Contest #61

“Mama, Mama,” a seventeen-year-old girl called out as she gleefully raced through the front door to her step-mother of sixteen years. The girl wrapped her arms around her step-mother’s waist in a tight hug, holding a brown paper bag behind her back. “Guess what I convinced Papa to buy me at the store today?" Her step mother smiled. “What, sweetheart?” The girl produced a heavy, five pound candle from the brown bag. “A candle.” “A twenty-five dollar candle,” the father said as he walked in. “I swear, they’re just making up the prices these...

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The Apocalypse is a Great Opportunity to Become a Pirate Captain

Weekly Contest #60

“Honestly, you can’t just not ignore global warming for years to let companies increase their profits, let the oceans rise and devour all of the land except for the tippy tops of high corporate buildings, and expect me not to steal a rich person’s cruise-size yacht and become a pirate.” Ash said as she twirled her tiki cocktail in her hand, reclining on a five dollar beach chair on a five million dollar yacht she stole. The sun glinted over her head as she adjusted her feathered old-fashioned pirate captain hat that matched her bikini to bl...

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Rosy Blushes, Rose Gold Tails, and the End of the World

Weekly Contest #60

Soooo… the world has pretty much gone to hell. If that wasn’t already obvious by the fact that I’m using a trash can as a bout, it was now.Sweat built up my noodle-estic arms as I paddled with a stop sign. My eyes kept a close watch on the ocean's surface, waiting for the mermaids to find me and try to drown me like they did with any humans brazen enough to island hop.My destination? Zillowburg’s main headquarters. Er… rather the top of Zillowburg’s main headquarters. After the ice caps melted thanks to, drrrrrrrrrrrruuuuuum roll, please? Ba...

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Spies + Zombie Training = Really Big Bonuses (Part 2)

Weekly Contest #60

Author's note: This is a part 2 to my story "Spies + Zombie Training = Really Big Bonuses (Part1)". So if you haven't read that story yet, maybe check it out because there will be spoilers. If you don't want to, have no fear, a recap, and a fantastic day! Thanks for reading :)Recap: Agent Lincoln and Agent Connors are secret agents that work for rival organizations. They were both dumped into a zombie farm along with other agents to prepare for a possible zombie apocalypse with a warning to be out before night. They had a contest, killing ma...

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Spies + Zombie Training = Really Big Bonuses (Part 1)

Weekly Contest #60

Agent ConnorsTime: 13:10Location: The Viewing Tank Outside of Pal’s Friendly Zombie Farm“Let me get this straight: because you are so paranoid about having a zombie apocalypse, you hired someone to create zombies so you can train your agents against them?” I asked my boss, Ms. Director. “Doesn’t that seem like… I don’t know… a bad idea?”Ms. Director ripped out the check from her checkbook and handed it to Pal. “Yes, why do you ask?”I turned back to the window wall of the Viewing Tank. On the other side was the complete opposite of the calm, ...

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I Found Out Lava Won't Kill Me

Weekly Contest #59

An entitled-looking white woman with a Karen-haircut and a handbag that cost more than my house stared at me as I worked on the engine of a helicopter with Paradise Tours and a huge hibiscus flower painted on the side of it. “When’s my tour?” She demanded.“Sorry, Ma’am.” I wiped the sweat from my tan skin. “There’s no tours today.”Her eyes flared with anger. “Yes, there is.” She ripped a colorful schedule with Paradise Hotel and Resort—the business I work for as their only helicopter mechanic and pilot for all volcano viewing tours—written o...

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The Frog Princess

Weekly Contest #59

List of my irrational but incredibly paralyzing fears: water.Location of my new home: in Rana’s County, five thousand square miles of trees with one thousand lakes and maybe ten people total.***It took fifteen minutes of my boyfriend begging and coaxing to get me out of the car.First came logic: “It’s a free house since I inherited it from Gramps. You know it would have taken us years to be able to afford our own. Our house isn’t even that close to a lake.”Then guilt: “This place was my childhood home. You know it means everything to me...

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So I Faced an Owl's Mortal Enemies... (Part 3)

Author’s note: This is a part three of my stories “So I Met an Owl in An Elevator…” and “So I followed an Owl to a Suspicious Town…”, so if you want, read those before this to avoid spoilers. If you don’t want to, no problem, have a recap and a wonderful day :)Recap: Howl and Bell met in a elevator at a hotel where Bell was drugged and chased by a bobcat shape-shifter. Howl is an owl shape-shifter who’s working with Bell to defeat the bobcat shape-shifters after being chased out of Howl’s home town, Burrows Borough. In the last par...

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