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Weekly Contest #340
CW: Contains themes of suicide and psychological distress. Dear reader,I am merely a character in my author’s novel. In Chapter Four, I discovered I was quite an emotionally intelligent character who happened to own a pen and a piece of paper. With my growing irritation and lack of control over the trajectory of this story, it felt necessary to write this letter. You will likely read his novel before you ever come across my words, but here is where I write my evidence. When you arrive at the scene of the crime, remember this as a letter of p...
Weekly Contest #227
My chest was burning. The sensation intensified, searing a path up my throat. Heartburn. A frequent occurrence, especially after an attempt at sleep, and one that meant my current attempt would be cut short. Not even born and my baby had a vendetta against me. “You really don’t want me to rest, huh?” I mumbled to my stomach while slowly sitting up from the lumpy, uneven sofa bed where I’d slept for almost six months. The large, glass door to the room squeaked as Maura opened it and pushed aside the curtains, fluorescent light floo...
Weekly Contest #226
Johnathan’s hands rested atop her shoulders. Elle could feel the warmth of his body behind her, both of them gazing at her image in the mirror. Her white blouse was clean, unblemished, and she tilted her head as she tucked it into her black pencil skirt. “You look beautiful,” her husband murmured, placing a gentle kiss on the side of her head. The doorbell rang and she heaved a sigh. “It’ll be over before you know it. Your food smells great, the house looks exceptional, just like you…” He winked as he walked backward out of the bathroom do...
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