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Weekly Contest #367
Move In Day The keys jingled in my hands as they shook as I opened the door of my new house. I just bought a new house after my life shattered. My husband of two years left me, moved out of the country, and left me with his debt and our dog, Buddy, a golden retriever who always has a sad look on his face. Buddy pushed the front door open with his nose and began exploring our new life. I walked inside and dropped my suitcase on the floor. I stared at the long hallway in front of me. The smell of mothballs hit my nose, and my nose scrunched up...
Weekly Contest #356
The Hidden Door The winter was long; the snow was falling at an alarming rate. Every inch of my backyard was covered from top to bottom. I would only open the door to let my dog Buddy in and out to use the bathroom. My husband, Manny, was going crazy; he hates the cold. His Latin roots love the warmer weather, and he is only up here because he loves me. He keeps telling me that once he finds a job in a warmer climate; we are moving. I always laugh at him because I know he means it. The snow finally slowed down, and the sun was shining high ...
Weekly Contest #355
Uncle Dave The phone rang at 2am. The ringing woke me out of a dead sleep and jumped out of bed. I landed on the floor and sleepily looked for my phone. The phone kept buzzing from the nightstand. I kept feeling for my phone, and when I finally found it, I missed the call. I checked the caller ID and saw that my mother had called me. I knew if my mother called this late at night, someone had to be dying or dead. I slid myself back onto the bed, turned on the light, and put my glasses on. I couldn’t see a damn thing without them and needed to...
Weekly Contest #354
Night at the Hospital “I’m sorry,” as I touched the head of my patient. I sat on the bench outside the operating room, thinking about how I was going to talk to the family of the man who had just died on my operating table. I tried my hardest to save him, but the injuries that he sustained were life-threatening, and I couldn’t do it. I had to think about what I was going to say to that man’s family, but the words just didn’t sound right. How many times can I say, I’m sorry for your loss, or I tried everything I could to save them, without ...
Weekly Contest #348
3am Phone Calls I woke up from a deep sleep in a cold sweat. I grabbed my cell phone to look at the time. My phone said it was 258 am only a couple of minutes before 3am. I answered it without looking at the caller ID, but no one was there. I hung up and put my phone face down on the side table. I fell asleep thinking it was a wrong number or a prank phone call. I didn’t think much of it when I finally drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I woke and rushed around my apartment to get ready for work. I forgot about the event from the night...
Weekly Contest #347
From Columbus to Chicago “CRAP!” I yelled as I knocked my luggage down the stairs. I tried to run after it, but it was too late. My luggage was tumbling down the stairs, random pieces of clothing flying all over the place. I grabbed the railing of my apartment stairs and slowly walked down them. I was hoping I wouldn’t trip over the clothing that had fallen out all over the place. Once I reached the bottom of the stairs, I began to pick up my clothing that was spread all over the floor. As I was repacking my luggage, I sat on the floor and j...
Weekly Contest #298
Note: Contains drug use, alcohol use, stripping.My divorce was messy. My husband, Josh, cheated on me with many different women and beat me when I didn’t do something right. When I finally got the courage to leave him, it was awful. I felt that people were watching me and reporting back to him because once in a while, I would get a random text saying I looked awful or I would never be able to get a job in this town again. I felt trapped. Late one night, I packed up everything I could fit into my car and leave this town, leave the whispers, a...
Weekly Contest #294
First Snow FallI glanced outside of my apartment window and realized it was snowing out. I always loved this time of the year because my husband and I would have the time of our lives during the winter. We would go outside and throw snowballs at each other, build a snowman, and even ride on sleds. We would act like children. When we finished playing in the snow, we could come inside, sip on hot chocolate, and eat cookies by the roaring fire we made before leaving the house. I would cook dinner while he tended to the fire, ensuring it roared ...
Weekly Contest #293
CW: This story contains mature themes, including sexual content and strong language.Road Trip from HellI never fly anywhere I go because I am scared of flying and being up high. If I can’t drive, I don’t go. My cousin Brenna is getting married, and I was invited to the wedding in California. My grandmother, Luna, and my mother, Charlotte, told me I could fly with them, but I turned them down. I told them I would leave a week early and drive up to California to meet them. My mother laughed at me and told me I was crazy for not wanting to fly ...
Weekly Contest #289
Note: this story contains triggers of self-harm, language, and attempted murder. Three Years. The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. I thought to myself as I woke up. I noticed I was connected to all sorts of machines and tubes. I hit the call button and a nurse came rushing into where I was. “Oh my god! You’re awake,” The nurse said as she pulled a tube from my mouth. “Where am I? How did I get here?” I asked. “Well, you were brought in here three years ago. You tried to commit suicide,” The nurse said as she help...
Weekly Contest #260
Robin’s elderly mother, Carol, became very sick, so she packed up her life and moved back home to take care of her. Robin tried to get her brother David and sister Maddie to come and help her, but they refused. They felt their lives and family were too important to give up to help their mother. Since her father passed away from Cancer three years ago and she and her siblings moved away and started their own families, Carol was all alone in a great big house she refused to give up. Robin arrived at the house two days after the phone cal...
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