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Submitted to Contest #338
Sensitive content/trigger warning: Story contains language, mental health issues, and abuse. Meg, It has been a while since we last spoke. Many events have occurred during this time; however, I hope you accept the invitation enclosed.I recognize the writing immediately. Helen. Seriously Helen? What the fuck, Helen? Has it been "a while," Helen? It has been nine fucking years, Helen. Fuck off, Helen.I shove the note back into the manila envelope it was delivered in, note the lavender-colored invitation inside, drop it on the ground, and stomp...
Submitted to Contest #337
When Jen and Henry met, they were both first-year students at Illinois State University.The year was 1989.If you ask them today what they would call themselves, relationship-wise, they’ll both look at you, then at each other, and shrug.Jen will say, “We’re not in love, but if you ask me if I love him, I do.”Henry will say, “She’s a strange bird, but she’s grown on me, and I can’t seem to stop checking up on her.”Jen will laugh at the strange bird description and tell you that he, in fact, is the strange bird.“We’re both married, and we love ...
Submitted to Contest #335
At the age of 54, on a bone-chilling Monday morning, Margo, an academic professional, gave her boss two weeks' notice, drove two hours from her home, and applied to work as a Scent Specialist at a candle store. She did not question herself too much over this decision. Sure, she thought about it, but she didn't really question it. She wondered aloud to her God, "What am I doing?" But she did not stop driving or try to revoke her resignation. She had no particular problems at her current job, nor did she have any particular fondness for it. Sh...
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