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Weekly Contest #261
George shifted nervously in the chair as he told the therapist about the new development with the woman he loved. Another relationship seemed to be failing. He couldn't believe it. Was he that horrible to be with? “George? Did you hear my question?” the therapist asked.“I'm so sorry. I must have zoned out for a second.”“That’s alright; I was asking if you could start working on that gratitude journal I mentioned. I think it will help you tremendously right now. ““Oh, I don't know if that will help me. It’s not the best of time right now...
Weekly Contest #259
Ann opened her eyes, startled by the abrupt sound of the drawn curtains. Then, footsteps and the gentle murmur of a woman leading someone to their seat followed. Another victim, Ann thought and shut her eyes again as the nurse went through her usual spiel while starting an IV. She must have dozed off while reading her book, which was still in her hands. She flipped through the pages, trying to block the nurse's voice behind the curtains and remember where she stopped to be interrupted by her daughter, Leah, this time. "Why can...
Weekly Contest #255
Twenty-eight years . . . twenty-eight fucking years, thought Tom. And for what? For some ditzy little gym teacher to tell me, I had a lapse of judgment. ME! Who the fuck she thinks she is? I knew I should have left this shit place the moment they hired that dumb-ass superintendent. Tom was seething. He couldn't understand the audacity of his Principal. She had merely started two years ago and had yet to earn her stripes. He had shirts that were older than this bimbo. Tom's hands balled into fists, the knuckles white against hi...
I wake up to a tap on my shoulder. It is my father. My neck screams in pain as I attempt to wake up. I wince, but I open my eyes. It takes me a second to realize where I am. The insistent rhythmic beeping quickens my realization. As I shift in my chair, a book falls off of me. I must have fallen asleep while studying. I looked at my father, but he had already walked away. From the doorway, he tells me I'm going to be late. I look at my watch. It is 4:57 am. I take a long breath to prepare for the day. ...
Weekly Contest #253
With a voice that quivered with suppressed emotion, Gabriel spoke words he never thought would come out of his mouth - "Hi, yes, uh, I am calling to cancel my flight to, uh, Paris. It's scheduled for tomorrow. I can do that, right?" The few words hung heavy in the air, a stark resignation to the harsh reality that had just ripped through the tapestry of his entire future. "Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. I hope everything is okay. Can I please have your name and booking number?" The voice on the other end spoke politely, unaware of ...
Weekly Contest #252
Jay was nothing but a heartbreaker when he met Emily. For the past six years, his relationships have lasted exactly four weeks. He perfected the short-term relationship into a science with an almost perfect formula from the first date to the breakup. Yet, if you were to ask any of the multitude of women he had broken up with, they would all take him back in a heartbeat. He is handsome, charming, funny, and caring, with eyes that can look into your soul. He knows what to say and how to say it, but most importantly, he makes any woma...
Weekly Contest #242
A tear streamed down Eva's face as she sat silently, taking in a painting illuminated softly by the ambient light of the empty room. She looked at every detail of the intertwined couple's bodies, softly merging delicately and intimately as if this embrace was their only sanctuary from the sad reality of their world . Lost in reverie, she traced the contours of their embrace with her eyes, feeling the echoes of her own tender moments intertwined with theirs. In her daydream, she didn't hear the footsteps that walked into the room or any words...
Weekly Contest #228
When Sofia opened her eyes she felt refreshed. She finally had a good night's sleep. Her duvet perfectly wrapped around her, not too warm and not too cool. Her shades were closed but she could tell it was a sunny day. The phone next to her displayed 11:09 AM which was later than she wanted but still perfect to get some meditation in before her first appointment at 1:15 p.m. She covered her face in her blanket again but this time Oreo, her tiny chihuahua, jumped on her head to wake her. “I knew I should have left your ass...
Weekly Contest #227
Julia was not very excited to go on a hiking trip on Thanksgiving. She preferred a more traditional holiday celebration but she has been with Will now for almost two years and he was very adamant that she comes. Maybe he was going to finally propose she thought. She could not have been more wrong. Will did not want to go alone with Chris and his girlfriend Anna. Will prefer to go on hiking trips alone actually but he would never say no to a chance to leave town. Unless it was with family of course because that is just appallin...
Weekly Contest #226
A knight stands poised to charge forward under the vigilant eyes of the king. Next to him, the regal queen, resplendent with her majestic crown commands both attention and respect. The crisp autumn air hangs heavy with anticipation. The sound of measured breaths reverberates throughout punctuating the stillness of this momentous event. There is no room for errors as the fate of two unstoppable opponents relies on this one final battle. I snap awake from my medieval daydream when a stage assistant nudges me as my name is being ca...
Weekly Contest #210
Another day is almost over. Rosita doesn't know how many of those she has left as she sits in her rocking chair on her porch. She loves watching the sunsets from her porch. Unfortunately, since she lost her eyesight last winter she couldn’t even see those. Nevertheless, she found solace in rocking on her chair feeling the last few sun kisses on her face. Thankfully, she can still feel them. She hears Canela sigh loudly next to her. “Don’t be sad preciosa . I am still here. You can sense it I know.” The dog rubs her face against Ros...
Weekly Contest #209
There was no way he was not going to make it to that lake. Today was his last chance to see it and her. The bus station was only a short walk from his hotel in Cusco. As he walked quickly towards the station he was thinking of all the things he could say to Astrid, the girl he met on the bus ride from Machu Picchu less than 24 hours ago. As he approached the station, his dreams dissipated quickly. There were not any buses or people waiting for them. As he walked closer he heard a woman yelling in Spanish. He did...
Weekly Contest #203
On a deserted highway in the southwest of the United States, a black Dodge Challenger raced fiercely without any intention of slowing down despite all the twists and turns of the road ahead. Not too far away, behind the wheel of an electric blue Mini Cooper a young woman was singing her heart off to Firework by Katy Perry celebrating her newfound freedom and her upcoming 21st birthday in two days. She was determined to spend the ninth day of June in a majestic pool in a lavish Las Vegas hotel. She finally saved enough money to leav...
Weekly Contest #202
That was not the plan. That was the first thought Jenna had as soon as she saw that wedding invitation in her mail pile. She put the invitation at the bottom of the pile and threw it on her dinner table. She didn’t need another reminder of her failure in life. I need a drink. She went to her fridge and grabbed a bottle of Zinfandel that was almost empty. Of course , she thought. She grabbed the bottle anyways and headed towards her couch as her cat, Ginger ran towards it as well as if it was a race. If anyone was...
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