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Submitted to Contest #68
“I hated my mother” whispered Frank, trying to keep his voice low. There were people around him, and the last thing he’d want was to be heard by the crowd gathered to honour his mother’s death. It was a funeral. His aunt was talking, saying some untruthful things about how virtuous and good his mother was; “All of these are lies!” whispered again. Indeed, nobody in that room was aware of his mother’s torments and hate against his own son. “I...
Submitted to Contest #60
"How long it's been?" asked Ulysses, his voice echoed inside of the large cave he's been staying for God knows how long. It was an ordeal to stay away from the daylight for such a long time that a human can't measure. However, the time wasn't that important, because it was the last day for Ulysses. "Hours?" replied a fed-up voice, "Stop asking!" Yelled the owner of the same voice and kept grumbling in a low voice: "As if I am an expert, I have no idea about time". "Can't be hours, not shorter than two days" Ulysses answered hopelessly....
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