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Weekly Contest #279
I always had an irrational fear of the dark. Not in the typical sense, where shadows seemed to slither and stretch out from the corners of my room at night, but in the more insidious way—where the darkness crept into my mind. It was a quiet terror, the feeling that something was watching, waiting for me to slip. But lately, that fear had intensified. I could no longer tell where the line between reality and nightmare began to blur. It started innocuously enough—strange dreams, vivid and unsettling. They were always the same; a vast, endless ...
Do you believe in magic? I never did! I always considered myself a rational being. But just because I haven't seen a few things and do not believe in them doesn't make me rational, but a fool. Yes, a fool! That is what I am. You have no idea what I would give to be that fool again, who knew absolutely nothing about the world we live in. The class had just started and Prof. Brown has been successful in making me drowsy within 10 minutes of the lecture just after he wrote the words ’Guerrilla Marketing’ on the board, that is a personal...
Weekly Contest #131
She stared at her reflection in the mirror. Bright curly red hair looked like on fire as the yellow rays from the window behind her gave her a light halo around her. Her once bright live blue eyes were now dull and dead. She didn’t recognize the girl in the mirror. She strode towards her wardrobe, pulled out a pair of skinny jeans a tank top, and a hoodie. She also wore her glasses rather than sunglasses, she refused to hide her eyes. They were the only thing that was left of her now. She jumped from her first-floor window as graceful as a c...
Weekly Contest #51
"Hailie!" "Yes mother?" "Were you counting the spoons, plates and glasses again?" mother asked angrily. "Did I say numbers out loud?" I asked innocently. "yes." She said confused "Did I use the words spoons, plates and glasses?" "Yes?" she said not sure where this was going "Then I may have been counting spoons, plates and glasses 'again'" I said stressing on again knowing the effect it would have on her. "What? How dare you?" She asked appalled. "Oh mother, if I would have been in the mood of daring then I would have been sleeping in my roo...
Reality! How does one describe ‘Reality’? In the words of Albert Einstein ‘Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one’ And in my own words ‘Reality is subjective’ Just like opinions everyone has their own reality, defining their own life. Just like ‘bitter truths’ and ‘white lies’ everyone’s reality is their own perception and convenience. ‘Did a 16-year-old poison her whole family? Why? What was her motive’ Read the front page of the newspaper on the table. The concept of reality often leaves me so baffled that ...
Weekly Contest #49
I was exhausted. I was sleepy. I want coffee. I need coffee. I swear I already had so much caffeine in my system that it was filled with more coffee than blood. And I am not complaining. Who doesn’t like coffee? But I swear I will kill April ones she comes out of her sedated state and get normal again. Though the coffee in hospitals sucks, it was better than anything currently. I wanted to be awake and the first one to talk to her before Nick could. Just thinking about him my caffeine-filled body boil in rage. What idiot ...
Waiting!!! Waiting required patience. Patience was a virtue I clearly never possessed. But sitting here now silently I wished more than anything I possessed that ability. Sitting here by the window, I could see the sun was about to set. Another day had passed. Another day you have survived. Another day you have lived. I kept telling this to myself. Maybe I am being too harsh on myself. I walked towards my drawing table all the colors have been scattered around. I should clean it up, but I didn’t have much time. I need to visi...
Weekly Contest #47
Suitcase in hand, you head to the station feeling your anxiety subside. You finally left him. Not just him, but everything else that you had built for so long. You were leaving behind everything that you had been taught, learnt and experienced. For anybody else it wouldn’t have been this hard, but for you it was psychotic. You disliked anything new, or change. You liked a routine. It kept you calm. Kept you from having a break down. Becoming an orphan at such a young age, life...
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