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Submitted to Contest #88
Sunday evening. Madison was busy playing online chess while her father sat slumped on the couch, feeding his face sloppily with potato chips and watching politics, chiming in angrily every now and then with his uninvited opinions. Does he think they can hear him? Madison wondered. She shook the thought from her mind and focused back on her game. Suddenly, the tv went off. “Did you hear that the people that want to tear down the elementary school are having a get-together tomorrow with free dinner?” her father asked, though Madi...
Submitted to Contest #86
Isaac stared at all of the bouquets, unable to make up his mind. They sure did have an enormous selection of flowers around Mother’s Day. Come on, you’re just getting flowers for mom. You do this every year. And he dreaded it every year. Despite all her faults, and, if Isaac was being honest, she did have quite a lot of faults, he loved his mother, though if asked he could never explain why. The reason he loved her was a mystery that always escaped him. Why do I love her if she’s like this? If she doesn’t even like me? Isaac would sit...
Submitted to Contest #84
You wake up, thankful it was just a dream. No, wait, it wasn’t. This is reality now. This has been reality for a year. Yet it’s still not right. It’s still not normal. It never will be. You try to stop thinking about it, try to push it from your mind. You have homework to do. You sit down at your desk, open your laptop like you do every day, check email and browse a few websites like you do every day, then go to do your homework online, like you do, every single day. You write your name, then you come to the date. What was the date...
Submitted to Contest #82
Sofia didn’t know how she felt about starting her new school. She had heard things about the way the kids were there, that they were snobby and stuck-up, and that they were as high-tech as they came. She worried most that she would be judged for the way that she was; even at her old school, being old-fashioned like her was not a desirable trait. She knew that it was natural for people her age to be interested in all the modern things, although she had no idea why. She thought it safe to assume the reason she turned out this way was because s...
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