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Weekly Contest #348
My little sister and I dash across the grass, the sunlight like a warm shower mingling with the cold spray from the sprinkler. Tiny rainbows come and go. We’re laughing, shoving each other into the stream. Once we’re soaked and shivering, our summer dresses stained green from the damp lawn, Aunt Sue calls to us from the patio.“Girls, you want to come dry off in the sun?”We race toward her, our favorite aunt, waiting for us in the golden warmth with plush towels and a patio table brimming with treats.It’s memories like these that surface afte...
Weekly Contest #347
I’m often called rebellious. Obstinate. Or in other words: a pain. Rules are there to be kicked against. It’s so satisfying to watch everything tumble down. But what you see isn't what I see. I’m always looking out from the inside anyway. I don’t see myself—I’ll never truly see myself in three dimensions. But I’m rambling. So, no rules—and if there are: kick 'em over.I see you’re leaning back a little. And you hesitated for a second when I reached out my hand to you. Even before I spoke a single word. But I can see the curiosity in your eyes...
With a thunderous crack, the soccer ball was launched in his direction. The boys watched him, their feet poised to trap the ball the moment he kicked it back. He swung his leg to the ball — but the ball soared right past his foot. It landed in the grass a short distance away, rolling lazily until it came to a rest within a small cluster of daisies. The muffled shouts of the boys reached him from a distance. With a half-hearted toss, he threw the ball back toward the group. His eyes were fixed only on the daisies: a slender green stem, a tiny...
With her arms outstretched, her long red hair trailing behind her like a kite, she glided through a cloud. Her eyes closed, a blissful smile played on her lips. She felt the cloud caress her body like a tuft of cotton. With her hands pressed together, she dove through the cloud into the warm shower of the sun. She cut through the infinite blue with slow, rhythmic movements of her arms. As she moved, her blanket nearly slipped off her bed, and her stuffed animal slid away from her.She floated over the landscape, her eyes hungry for adventure,...
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