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Submitted to Contest #133
When I was young, even into my teen years, I used to go through my mother’s hidden things. For some reason I thought grown-ups would have something interesting stashed away, hidden from prying eyes. Adults were so mysterious. They had to be more interesting than they seemed. What was the point of growing older if it were as dull and tedious as every adult I knew made it seem. My mother certainly had secrets. I did not realize the significance at the time of finding wine bottles hidden amongst her things. As a child I thought it the n...
Submitted to Contest #68
It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. Sarah, a withered and depressed, woman, had seen too much sadness in her life to believe she could ever be brought down by a simple decaying abandoned building. And yet, here she was. Her will crumbling. Her faith washing away with the rain, standing before this brick and stone. Clothing, tattered and worn, provided no protection from the rain. Although her skin was wrinkled and soaked, she did not feel the cold. The rain poured down as if God hi...
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