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Submitted to Contest #104
The smell of butter was wafting through the air by 7:30 p.m. My popcorn, specifically designed for butter fiends like myself, popped a tune that was absolute music to my ears. I just finished pouring my glass of milk when I heard the pops stop. As any popcorn fan knows, once the pops stop for three seconds, you run the risk of burning the bag. I nearly knock over my full glass of whole milk in my hurry to the microwave, thankfully dodging disaster. Though spilled milk is nothing to cry over, a spilled milk and burned popcorn duet is certainl...
Submitted to Contest #103
She swore she was going in circles, but then again, that wasn’t exactly possible on an interstate headed due west. Still, she thought she’d have hit the exit for Highway 50 by now to drop her in to Lake Tahoe. “This is so damn stupid. Why are you even going to this thing, Lillian?” She didn’t talk to herself often. That was usually reserved for moments just like this one: when she could not fathom the situation she put herself in. “Lillian, what did I say about staying out past curfew with that boy?” Or “you’re on thin ice, Lillian. Check th...
Submitted to Contest #100
A school cafeteria can be one of the most unsettling places you find yourself in life. Who will I sit with? Will they like me? Will they even talk to me? What they don’t tell you though is that a cafeteria as an adult can be just as isolating. With a deep breath, I remind myself: what’s the worst that could happen? Entering the dining hall on my first day, I’m painfully aware that everyone has done this before but me. Still, I’m smiling to fake it ’til I make it. Technically, I have does this before. But it’s different now. I’m no...
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