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Weekly Contest #53
It was 12 am, Tuesday. “I am so glad that we convinced them to stay today too!” said Eva. The Fleen family was spending their summer days in one of the one-floor cottages that they reserved in the countryside. The cottage was shaped like a huge watermelon, built by woods and a roof that was made of thatch. It was surrounded by enormous trees and small green mountains. You can hardly recognize the cottage on this late time of the night due to the cottage’s dark color. The Fleen family members that went to the cottage were: Eva (daughter),...
Weekly Contest #50
Marie was caught. It was midnight, the full moon was illuminating the tiny village where Marie and her young sister, Lia, lived. She ran as fast as she always did: she was wearing a black tight dress, her long black untied hair covering her back and shoulders. That was Marie usual night routine: dressing to charm the rich men to get a living, or to be more accurate, thieving, for the sake of herself and her sister, Lia, to find anything to eat. Her victim today was a bald man, probably in his early 40s, wearing a grey suit, his suit ...
Weekly Contest #49
Little Fiona was lying on her bed, eyes closed, waiting excitedly for the alarm to start beeping. Tik Tok.. Tik Tok.. Tik Tok.. The alarm started beeping, not even lasing 5 seconds, Fiona shut it down, went to her wardrobe and took her favorite green jacket. It was 5 am, half an hour left till sunrise. Fiona put on her slippers, tied her long black silky hair in a ponytail, took her drawing notebook, pencil, and came out of her room. Her grandparents have a huge beautiful garden. The garden was fully planted, thanks to Fiona’s ...
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