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Submitted to Contest #72
“I was eleven years old the first time I stepped on an airplane. My parents and I were flying from Virginia to California for my grandpa’s funeral. I freaked out and had an anxiety attack. It was so bad, my mother told my father that she would stay home with me while he went on his own. I don’t think he ever forgave me for my outburst.” I told my therapist this as she jotted down some notes on her legal pad before she asked “Was that the first time you recall feeling anxious?” “No,” I continued, “I remember hiking with my Aunt when I...
Submitted to Contest #71
Theresa opened the mail, sorting through bills and cards her regular customers had sent to her for the holidays. Among it all was a festive flier for the Port Townsend Holiday Bazaar. Of course she always attended, with a booth full of her bakery’s treats, and entered her famous White Chocolate Torte in the Town Bake Off. She had won first place three years in a row, and considered changing the recipe but decided to stick to what she knew. Better to give the people what they wanted than change it up and risk losing the reigning title to her ...
Submitted to Contest #70
We were thirteen years old when Anna and I met at our first cheer lesson. It was clear from the start that she was a natural, with such poise she made it look easy. I, on the other hand, was more of a singer. I could shout the chants solo with gusto, but as soon as the group joined in, I turned it into a melody. My command was not as strong as Anna’s. The coaches didn’t take me seriously. In middle school, Anna made the Varsity Squad, while I only made the Junior Varsity Team. Due to boundary lines, Anna and I were destined for different hig...
Submitted to Contest #69
“This time next year, I won’t be here for the holidays!” I shouted as I slammed the heavy, wooden, front door of my sister, Alyssa’s, house behind me on that bitterly cold New Years Eve. The shift had begun. Growing up as the youngest of four, I always looked up to my siblings. Renee was my comfort, and she often referred to me as her ‘mini’. Dylan was my entertainer, spending countless hours playing video games, or watching Kung Fu movies, together. Alyssa was my mentor, always trying to be as cool as her while we imitated the gymnasts in t...
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