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Submitted to Contest #79
You were dead.It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. My cookie-cutter world, the life I carefully constructed after you left, was unceremoniously destroyed in one message. Just like that, it crumbled into a suffocating dust. I clawed at my throat, gasping, reaching for oxygen. It was as if an invisible hand was strangling me from the inside. “I am back in the area. Please call me.” I read the message over and over again, each time my heart beating a little faster, my chest aching.It had been a long time, seven years, I think? I had...
Submitted to Contest #77
Edith had always loved the snow. She would watch the thick q-tip flakes gently dance down onto the ground with awe. Once enough snow had accumulated, she would reverently scoop the snow into a mason jar, closing it as tight as her frail hands could. Her granddaughter, Louisa, had asked her once why she collected snow and Edith looked at her with a mischievous twinkle in her eye and said, “Snow is special. It retains memories. Always be mindful when stepping onto fresh snow. Snow always remembers.” She let out a soft laugh and placed her new ...
Submitted to Contest #75
“You have ten minutes to collect five possessions you want to bring.” I said, glancing at the brassy pocket watch in my hand. The man nodded, smiling softly.“I’ve been preparing for this for quite some time. It’s just down the hall, one moment.” The middle aged man walked around the corner before returning with a backpack. He slipped on a hooded sweater, slung the backpack over his shoulder and nodded. “Ready.”I arched an eyebrow, snapping the watch shut and shoving it into my pocket. “That was quick. Most people are usually packing, unpacki...
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