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Weekly Contest #296
DISCLAIMER: The characters and event in this story are fictional. Any similiarity to real persons is purely coincidental.My grandmother warned me. I should have listened.“That sounds like a bad situation to be walking into, Ellen, sounds like trouble to me,” she said.“Hmmm…. you have a good point; I’ll think about it…”And I did, think about it, I mean, but decided the opportunity was just too good to turn down. It was flattering to be sought out for a job, and besides, my grandmother hadn’t been in the workforce since her twenties, and sh...
Weekly Contest #258
I have come home but not come home. I have buried my medal, letters, and mementos at the bottom of a crumpled cardboard box, in the bottom of a drawer in an unsuccessful attempt to leave the battlefield behind. But I am still there. The days pass by. Months go by. Surrounded by stale pizza boxes and empty beer bottles, still in a drunken haze, I flop once again in front of the TV. I mindlessly flick the remote and start watching a movie, “Ghandi.” I am transfixed. Toward the end, there is a scene that hits me like a cannonb...
Weekly Contest #237
Coming Home The cold rain pounded relentlessly on her as she trudged down the street. She didn’t care, was past caring if she got wet. What did it matter? What did anything matter? She was so so tired. He had offered a ride, but then, there was a catch. As soon as he grabbed her hand and put it on that part of his pants, she cringed and yanked it back. “Let me out of this car please right now!” she said in a surprisingly calm and even tone. She...
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