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Submitted to Contest #75
A gust of wind blew the "sticky" notes all over Jacob's room. Jacob lay motionless on his bed, as usual, and the call of his mother from the kitchen jolts life into him. His bed is situated in the corner of his room furthest from the door and adjacent to the window left open, "It's safer that way," he tells himself. Standing up from his bed a few notes stick to his feet, the cedar wood floors creaked and were getting louder each day, Jacob didn't notice. Moving with his eyes half open Jacob clamored for the bathroom door, he sat on the l...
Submitted to Contest #64
So I presume I'm dead. Well that wasn't as bad as Hollywood made it out to be, my life didn't even flash before my eyes! The mere notion is absurd, how can my life flash before my eyes as I'm losing it? Nobody sees what they've lost and they certainly don't know it's missing until they look for it. How can I see something I'm losing before I even know I've lost it? No, no...Death passed by quickly, and even with its speed I still thought of her, my love. She called me grouchy, moody, hardworking, stubborn, but most importantly she called ...
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