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Submitted to Contest #85
That’s the thing about this city, 6 million humans cramped into a space less than half the size of London. Visitors to Singapore would expect encounters with concrete jungles at every turn. Personal space? Forget it. And yet, I found myself wandering in a nature reserve, no one else in sight. Only birds and butterflies flitting from flower to flower, as I strolled lazily through well tended paths, under the shade of mighty giant-leaved tropical trees. I am accompanied by the high-pitched whine of a cicada, a brown winged insect native to Asi...
Submitted to Contest #52
I walked down the aisle purposely avoiding the Baby Section. A month ago, Jake couldn’t get me out of there. We were so excited from the moment the pregnancy kit turned red. He planned to renovate our computer room into a baby room, painting it duck-egg blue. I browsed EBay and Amazon for baby clothes, strollers, nappies…even soft fuzzy toys. He would be our first. Jake had already decided that he would be the perfect dad, the one who’d take his son Jamie (yep, he’d decided on the name) fishing and hunting…all the manly stuff. Personally I d...
Submitted to Contest #21
The Christmas Party‘It’s the same old same old every year,’ Jemima, from the typing pool moaned.‘What? Pub lunch and cheap crackers?’ Lynn, the receptionist sneered.‘Considering that we all still have a job, I’m not complaining,’ old Mr Thomas, the security guard commented in passing.However, on the day that they were all told to assemble at the ground floor of their 10 storey building, everyone was talking.‘This isn’t normal is it?’ Lynn nudged Jemima.‘No, can’t say it is. Gawd, I hope they’re not gathering all of us in the foyer to announc...
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