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Submitted to Contest #43
My eyes were closed and the lights were dim as I was lying in the bathtub. As I poured buttermilk in the water it slowly started to turn the color of vanilla ice cream. Searching for complete silence and longing to escape reality I held my nose, closed my eyes, and went underwater. Coming up from the water I felt a cool breeze. My body shivered while I thought about what was wrong. I’m an honor roll student, I have plenty of friends, everyone describes my home life as perfect, and today coach Landon appointed me as captain of the swim team. ...
Submitted to Contest #42
At night I watched the fireflies glow in the dark from my front porch. During the day I climbed trees keeping the same pace as the boys' speed. I was raised on football fields, playing madden, and shooting nerf guns. I did have my typical girly moments making tea for my Toys R Us stuffed animals but when the boys called “Aster” I knew it was game time! The most important lesson I learned in childhood was to be fearless. How was I supposed to be fearless if being afraid was the only thing I could think about? In middle school I didn’t want to...
Submitted to Contest #41
I hear the golden wind chimes sway in the breeze as I open the back door. I unzip my periwinkle jacket and lay it over the white loveseat I have outside. I happily walk to the hose, fill up the glass pitcher I keep outside and look around in amazement. Flowers are blooming with vibrant colors. The fruits are ready to be made into different types of lemonades and the vegetables are ready to be tossed in olive oil, salt, and pepper. I hum a song I can’t remember the lyrics to while watering every plant, flower, fruit, and vegetable I see in si...
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