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Submitted to Contest #335
Luna had only been on the run for two weeks when her life changed forever, and it was all thanks to an accordion and a thunderstorm. If she was being honest with herself, Luna was tired of eating dumpster sweets and moldy bread crusts to survive. But she would endure it, if it meant she never had to back to where she came from. Luna had left home in the dead of night. The old shack in Wrothage where she had grown up had never really felt like home anyway, and Sigrun certainly had never felt like her mother. At least not in the ways that coun...
Submitted to Contest #333
I was famished. I was so incredibly hungry that my stomach felt like it had been flipped inside out. My head hammered with pain as I hunched over the toilet for the third time that morning, retching my stomach out. I realized I needed to eat something or I might just waste away entirely. If I had known three months ago how difficult pregnancy would be, I wouldn’t have wanted to have this baby. Jaden, sweet husband of mine, knocked gently on the bathroom door when he heard me throwing up again. “Izzy?” He called, and e...
Submitted to Contest #330
Leshy Astor was found one fateful, snowy morning when she was three years old standing on old Wizard Bannik’s doorstep. She was clutching a tattered blue rag and had big, wet tears streaming down her face. No one knew where she had come from or who she belonged too. The real shock came when she produced a candle flame from the tip of one tiny finger. She had no memory of before, or where she had come from. The people of their village agreed to put her up with Wizard Bannik until her parents were found, or more suitable arrangements were made...
Submitted to Contest #329
Three hundred years ago, on a dark and stormy night in the great continent of Tribuna, there was a terrible war between its three kingdoms, known as Tihothia, Uesh, and Hiclaie. Each kingdom was wealthy with its own natural riches. Tihothia was known for its diamonds and precious gemstones, Uesh was known for its exotic fruits and spices, and Hiclaie was known for its iron and cooper exports. But the great and terrible King Paletooth of Hiclaie grew jealous of Tihothia’s wealth. Consumed by greed, he sent his armies to invade the Tihothians....
Submitted to Contest #316
The truth about Chuckles was that he hated being a clown. He had taken the job because he had needed one, and Clown Co. was hiring. Why not? He thought, it’ll be fun for a time. But sometime within the years of birthday parties and balloon animals Chuckles realized his mistake. He was a very sad clown. When Chuckles was a little boy, he had dreamed of becoming a superhero. The movies and tv shows portrayed muscular, handsome heroes who got the girl and always saved the day. Chuckles still dreamed of flying with a cape like Superman or saving...
Submitted to Contest #307
Winter in Alabama somewhere. “C’mon Anna, it’s not safe!” Lana whined, pulling her thin coat tighter around her bony shoulders. The winter wind whipped as she stood on the back porch of her family's home, begging her twin sister to come inside. Winter had been especially hard for the Greenleaf family this year. They had spent the whole year working hard in their family's fruit orchard. Harvesting, seeding, and planting all year until they had sold every last piece of fruit. It was backbreaking work for the twins, but their mother assured th...
Submitted to Contest #303
In Heyama, they say no one has ever seen the ground. The real ground.Heyama City was a sprawling, towering concrete jungle of a city with fingering, tunneled labyrinths for roads that stretched in every direction. The city builders over the years kept building new buildings on top of old ones, burying forgotten architecture under new bright and shiny neon signs. They say no one alive has ever seen the ground, if it even still existed beneath layered foundations of parking decks, service tunnels, and chain fast food restaurants. The dark, fil...
Submitted to Contest #301
Wizard Owl controlled the weather. He had for many centuries and would for many centuries to come. He was as wise as the old trees in the forest and as silent as the wind that shook their leaves. His big brown eyes missed little, and his speckled white feathers reflected his age as well as his wisdom. Many forest creatures would come to Wizard Owl for advice or for guidance.Please, old wise Mr. Owl, make it rain. Please, old wise Mr. Owl, we haven’t seen the sun in days! Make the rain stop!Please, old wise Mr. Owl, the river is overflowing! ...
Submitted to Contest #300
Tove had been looking forward to the work retreat all month. Three days and two nights in the North Carolina mountains was just what she needed. Nothing but the sounds of birds and forest creatures cradling her to sleep. No bustling city life, no screeching sirens or teed-off neighbors. Nothing but warm smores over a campfire and fresh green grass between her toes. The mountains were her favorite place on Earth. “Ready to go, Tove?” Randy, her co-editor for Yellow News Magazine and current best friend, pulled her out of her day ...
Submitted to Contest #275
It had been so long, so why did I care so much? Four years ago the love of my life drove away and I didn’t think I would ever see him again. He left two years worth of memories, an engagement ring, and so many broken promises in his wake. And yet I never gave up hope. It didn’t matter how many breakup songs I listened to, how many sad letters I wrote but never sent, or how much I begged for the ache in my heart to end so I could let him go, Issac Kellan would always hold a pla...
Submitted to Contest #268
Halloween night. Both the best and worst time of the year for Leona Van Yodel. Being a witch had its downsides, and it's perks. For starters, Leona hadn't always been a witch. It all began one fateful night two hundred years ago to this very night. Leona was an only child, raised by her mother and father in a small village in what we now know to be Massachusetts. In those days, it was something else entirely. A storm was brewing on the horizon this night, and the village priest had warned the villagers not to leave their homes this night. ...
Submitted to Contest #267
If there was a time to get stuck in traffic, it had to be now. Mary Clare clutched the steering wheel tighter and eased her foot off the brakes, inching ever closer to the stopped car in front of her. “This is the highway,” she grumbled. “We’re supposed to be going fast, that’s the whole point!” To make matters worse, a storm was gathering. It was summertime in Florida, and there was always a storm on the horizo...
Home. The Blue Ridge Mountains, sprawling evergreen hills, and cotton candy sunsets. The land of possibility, adventure, and bears. My grandmother was born and raised in Appalachia, and if there ever was a country woman it was her. My three sisters and I were raised by our grandmother and spent our days hunting for crawdads in the creek or making dandelion soup out of weeds. My upbringing nourished my sense of adventure and my thirst for something new. The Appalachian Trail h...
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