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Lucy Kent

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Peace Lily Fae's Final Day

Fingertips. Palm. Arm stretched. It was an invitation to reach out and join them. I hesitated for a moment, the frantic warnings of my neighbors still ringing in my ears. The danger. The death that is swift to follow. But. I ache. And their faces are so kind and inviting. Sunlight hits my skin for the first time. I stare at it, waiting for the burn. I wait for the itch. I wait for the smoke. And none of it happens. So I take a step into the full sunlight, it’s warmth washing over me in a way that nothing has. I can’t help but close my eyes ...

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My Dearest Love

When I lived in the city, I’d get the wrong mail sometimes. Bills to my neighbors, spam to previous tenants, and the occasional post card or hand written letter just mis-delivered. I typically passed it to my neighbor or tossed it in the outgoing box. I don’t think I could tell you a single detail of anything I received. They were easily forgotten. But this letter. I felt guilt creep up as I stared at the handwritten note, the envelope still clutched in my hand. This was not for me. I mean, it didn’t have a name of who should receive it, and...

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The Day the Sky Turned Red

When I woke up that morning, it was there. But it took me nearly an hour to look down and notice it. A red string. It was looped twice around my ankle and the end seemed to be tied in an intricate bow. The other end trailed off and out my bedroom door. I paused a moment before I reached out to untie it. The fibers were soft, but the knot held firm. I tried to use my nails and wiggle it loose. But it just wouldn’t give. Sudden unease pooled in my stomach. I looked up and around my room. Who had done this? When had they done it? But my room lo...

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Grandma Goddess

Weekly Contest #87

I woke with a feeling of dread. It was April Fools Day. The worst day of the year. I carefully turned my eyes to the mirror I had nearby and groaned. This year my head had gone invisible. It was always a toss up whether it was my head or body. I heard a screech from down the hall and knew that my sister much have had her body vanished. I don’t mind being jut a head so much, people never actually believe that I am real and just tend to ignore me. But when its just my body, I tend to find myself getting in trouble with people who think that I ...

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