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Submitted to Contest #51
The wind bit at me as I stood within the confines of my coat, the winter sky cast a dim grey light across the world in the early morning. I hadn’t woken up this early since I was eighteen and was forced to. So standing in front of this house, this horrible, evil, horrendous, house at this hour hit a very specific part of my heart that I have had hidden away behind lock and key since I last saw this place. I know logically that Ms. Gladys is long dead, that was the last time any of us kids spoke, we all wanted to pass the good news alo...
Submitted to Contest #17
When the first group of people arrived I was still happily tucked away in the kitchen, flour coating my clothes and hair wet with sweat. But I heard them come in and ducked away into the bedroom to pull myself together, by the time I was ready I was officially the last person to arrive at the dinner I was co hosting. Byran, looking like the greek god that I was sure that he was, had happily taken over hosting duties while I, his dutiful husband, was fussing with my hair and makeup. I slipped my arm over his shoulder the second I was in...
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