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Submitted to Contest #257
Joy. Cheer, jolliness, delight, enjoyment. So many words to describe one feeling. Happiness. Yet none of those describe what I’m feeling now. I sit in the back of the carriage, feeling lonely and claustrophobic, with the carriage's natural darkness doing nothing to stop it. Theo, my brother, snuggles close to me for warmth from the winter air - he’s probably terrified too. I hear his small voice echo in the crowded carriage, “Valley, why are we going to Windsglen?” Windsglen, the capital of the country: the most populated, the plac...
Submitted to Contest #230
You open your eyes to darkness. But it wasn’t like any other darkness. No, it was as if every single tear, every single yell of frustration, and every single thought of evil could be woven into something, that’s what this darkness would be. A darkness made of something, with no hint of happiness laced into it. Running around, you look for a way out of this place when your hands hit something cold. A faint light from above turns on, enough to see only what is in front of you. Your eyes try to adjust to the sudden brightness, a...
Submitted to Contest #220
No matter what happened, I had Ellen, and Ellen had me. Until I didn’t. It’s funny when you’re happy one moment, then the next you feel like you’ve lost everything your life has depended on. At least, that’s how I’d felt. It was raining hard. I could barely see 2 metres away from me. “You don’t have to go.” I whined from my place on my bed, where I’d stayed for the entire week because of my broken leg. “And who’s going to get the groceries, Sierra? You?” She said jokingly. Only if it was me, I wouldn’t have had to fac...
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