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Submitted to Contest #55
In an old rustic bar, the lights glow dim yellow on the smooth wooden tables. The bartender slides a beer, a Samuel Adams, across the countertop. Slapping down five dollars, Arlo takes a long swig of the drink, draining the bottle halfway. Getting up and walking around, he sees his old friend out of college. “Hey, Atticus?” “Hey, Arlo. Long time no see!” “What are you doing at a bar all alone? Trying to look for some girls?” Arlo says with a wink. “Not much, work has been stressful, and I thought I would grab a beer before heading ...
Submitted to Contest #53
The two children looked wistfully at the summer carnival, as if it were already a memory. The six-year-old boy, rubicund and chubby, kicked dust into the air. His sister—two years older—had wakeful eyes, and a curious stillness despite the loud carnival crowd. Pineapple popsicles glittered in their hands. The first drop of sticky, yellow sugar slowly made its way down. Fumbling in his backpack for his car keys, the father wiped his brow with his sleeve. His shirt was wet with sweat. “The things I do for these kids,” he muttered. The th...
Submitted to Contest #49
This truly is a depressing place. Cracked chairs, chipped paint on walls with drab, dull colors, overwhelmingly bright lights. The impeccably clean floor is shiny and reflects light, but at a closer look, there is filth under the metal chairs and stuffed into the crevices between objects on the ground. The sliding doors with black carpets seem to add some comfort compared to the white vinyl floor, but the floormat is stained with the wipe of despair and confusion flowing down sick, skeletal bodies walking in. It is hard to not to look at the...
Submitted to Contest #47
(Present) Just say it, you silently remind yourself. You know you’d regret it if you didn't. (A few months before) It had been a hard day for you. Your credit card had been denied when you went into a restaurant. The stares. The blood rushing to your face. Shame like you had never felt before. Luckily the manager let you go. You had no money, and you couldn’t borrow any. You already owed too much. (Right before Present time) It was too easy to steal all that money from your parents; the password to the bank account was surpri...
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