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Weekly Contest #119
“Good morning Kay,” Jon said to his long-time neighbor. Both were standing, in bath robes, on their respective front porches grabbing the newspaper. “Hello Jon. It looks like it’s going to be a lovely day.” “It sure is. The fall season is here! There’s lots of leaves dropping going on here,” Jon said. Kay’s smile dissipated over Jon’s remark. Kay thought her passive-aggressive neighbor was complaining about her infamous-chronic curiosity. “Well, Jon it appears you caught me,” She said giving a timid frown. “If you are referring to my eaves...
Weekly Contest #118
Today’s the day I change. Yet do we never not change? The law of conservation says that Mass, matter, is neither created nor destroyed. Though matter can’t be destroyed, it may be changed in form. And for eternity we are the Mass that is always changing. We are changelings turning into other shapes through the millions of years. It is said about shapeshifters, in jest, is that they could look just like you and me. Since we are changelings taking on new shape and form, then we are shapeshifters. This is my life as a shapeshifter. Throughou...
Weekly Contest #117
It was a perfect Saturday morning in the town of Melville for a youth baseball game. The game was between the Melville Raiders and the Townsend Barons at Kingsley field. The late Spring weather was warm and sunny. The only barometric atmospheric pressure was in the mind of the Raider’s twelve-year-old pitcher, Mitchell LeFlore. Mitchell stood on the pitching mound trying to throw strikes to the opposing Batter. “You got this sweetie!” Maureen LeFlore yelled from the stands to Mitchell. Mitchell was embarrassed by his Mom’s outburst but had ...
Weekly Contest #111
The year was 2052 when Ms. Opaula Troutwine-Casper-Braun began hosting the popular children’s television show called Wordless. For thirty years, Opaula had a great following of young families watching her sentencing words to their death. She told the audience that words could be harmful to people’s feelings. To Opaula getting words removed from dictionaries and published works was a worthy crusade. Opaula’s partner in the crusade was Tab. Tab was a green and yellow colored Parrot. Perched in a cage shaped like the letter O, Tab squawked “Off...
Weekly Contest #110
It was Sunday afternoon in the town of Shadbush. I was standing behind the serving counter at Flo’s Roadside Diner watching the brunch crowd disperse. I took a sip of two-hour old coffee to give me a spark to deal with the upcoming lunch crowd. The lunch traffic on Sunday afternoons was normally slow at Flo’s but I had a feeling it was going to pick up. Mrs. Jenna Wisedale and her three kids, two boys and one girl, entered the diner. The determined Mother corralled her young children into a booth. The young energetic family were regular cus...
Weekly Contest #109
My name is Roger Woods. I was a U.S. Marine serving in Vietnam. In 1964 my normal life ended when the right side of my face became disfigured. I don’t remember much, just a yellow spark and a burning sensation. The left side of my face was untouched by the blast. The right side was a hilly terrain of bumps and scars after the melted skin cooled and solidified. In a flash, I became a freak. My Mother cringed when she looked at me. The saying, “You have a face only a Mother could love,” did not apply to me. My Mother died two months later. ...
Weekly Contest #106
The Hevnance cruise ship docked at its destination. The sixteen-deck ship was the operational center that filmed the reality television series called The Experiment. The filming location was a remote area known as Studio E-6. Inside the floating production ship, deck four, was the production boardroom. The show’s production staff rushed into the boardroom, settling around a long mahogany table. The staff, consisting of executives, writers, and producers, were speculating about the meeting. The meeting was scheduled last minute, which m...
Weekly Contest #105
Review-Rewind“I would like to try something on you Mike,” Dr. Strawberry said to his disturbed patient. “I just want to make sure you’re onboard. It’s experimental and could be disturbing.”“Disturbing? How worse can it get?” Mike asked his psychologist who gave a nonchalant shrug.“Mike, I had a friend that started having disturbing thoughts just like you. He’s a super guy that didn’t have a violent bone in his body, just like you.”A few months back Mike started having fits of rage and violent tendencies.“What happened to your friend?” Mike a...
Weekly Contest #104
“Are you coming tonight?” A voice from across the room yelled. “Mikey, are you coming tonight?” Mike Morgan looked up from his station and saw a man, Ken Stir, wearing green surgical scrubs. Mike slunk down on his vinyl covered chair as Ken waved to him. Ignoring Mike’s attempt to go stealth, Ken navigated the busy room of the patients receiving their doses. Ken Stir, with his endearing smile, was a familiar face to the cancer treatment room. Ken sat at an empty seat next to Mike. The treatment room smelled of bleach, burning e...
Weekly Contest #103
"A Study Abroad" The horn blew three times on the Hevnance cruise ship. Crowds of families began hugging their children goodbye as the gate to the ship opened. The Children were students heading off to their selected study abroad programs. One young Man named Prondo Katrilican was standing alone, watching other fellow students get in line to embark on the vessel. This is going to be something! Prondo thought. The moment had come for Prondo to head off to school and figure things out about himself. "You can still change you...
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