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Weekly Contest #342
He was so young. It was obvious. Not because of his lack of wrinkles, or absence of any gray hair. No, I could tell from the way the light shone in his eyes, and from the way he walked through the world carelessly, effortlessly, completely without caution. I also knew from the lack of recognition in those beautiful hazel irises as he gazed upon me. Too casual. Too nonchalant. Too naive. This man had not yet experienced pain. Not the kind of pain from a paper cut, or even a broken leg. Pain that mercilessly shredded you to pieces, left you...
Weekly Contest #271
CW: domestic violence/abuse, suicide, murder Somebody was watching me. Even in my severely drunken state, I felt the tingling feeling in the back of my neck - something I always claimed was a superpower of mine. I took my attention off the bartender with whom I had been arguing - just give me one more fucking drink - and swiveled my head around. The disco lights of the club spun around me in a blur, and for a moment I marveled at the pretty colors, reveled in them. “Will you buy me a drink?” I drawled, even before I had finished turni...
Weekly Contest #270
Dinner with the queen was an everyday occurrence, but today something felt off. I knew it from her smile. My aunt never smiled at me. Not even when I occasionally completed her stupid princess tasks correctly. But here she was, sitting across from me, thin lips turned upwards with some sort of satisfaction. Irritation won out patience. “Why are you staring at me like that?” A cool mask of feigned innocence. “Like what, darling?” I rolled my eyes. “Like you know something I don’t.” The diamonds dangling from her ears danced as she chuckled. “...
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