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Weekly Contest #348
“We’re all going to die!” her little brother exclaimed from the back seat of my car. This unnerved me as the one behind the wheel, I did not wish to cause his or her death. While I wanted to write this off as an asinine thing that a kid said unaware that it was inadvertently creepy, there was some merit to the statement. This fog was unlike anything I’d ever seen before. Making it back to the car was enough of a challenge, let alone the two-hour drive I’d have to make to get us all home. My hands tightened on the wheel and my whole body tens...
Weekly Contest #344
It all started when he noticed something off about the color of his eyes. They hadn’t even been a different color, not completely. They were just a different hue. As he looked into the mirror he saw what he could’ve sworn was a slightly lighter shade of green. Cary always thought about how deeply dark the shade of his eyes were so it was enough to make him take notice. He had snuck in the bathroom to brush his teeth after he’d finished his breakfast as he did every morning. While Cary was an early bird, his wife could sleep in until the sun ...
Weekly Contest #341
It had been a while since Dean had experienced going through a nervous breakdown. It was embarrassing that it had been wine that led to this all. Wine was for rich white women, the Real Housewives of… Wherever the Fuck, not for twenty-three-year-old college students aspiring to be film makers. It should’ve been whiskey or even cocaine, not fucking wine for God’s sakes. He’d never had cocaine. The most he had done was some shrooms with some girl in the woods in high school and some weed here and there with people he never got very close to. ...
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