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Weekly Contest #367
The bad thing about being self-aware was that you always knew when you were ruining your life.“You’re cute,” I said. “But…I just don’t think it’s going to work out.”She stared at me.“Ohhh, don’t give me that look, Annie,” I groaned. “I promise you, it’s for the best.”Annie did not look impressed.“What?” I asked. “This is just how it is with me.”Annie made a frustrated noise, and I sighed, dropping the stuffed dog into her crib. She squealed with excitement and started gnawing on the dog’s ear with her toothless gums.That was about when I dec...
Shortlisted for Contest #366 ⭐️
Old Hildegard was getting on in her years.Some of the barmaids in town whispered that she was a witch, because she lived alone in the forest. A few of the schoolboys thought her a hermit, secluded by her own fear of the world. Most knew her for what she really was: a little old lady, isolated by time. A stubborn woman, unfortunate enough to have made her home at the edge of the woods.It was difficult, some days, the villagers knew. The cobbler’s wife would send her daughter out—little Annemarie—to visit her mother; make sure she was get...
Weekly Contest #365
“Wow, your place is a mess!”The voice was coming from the other room. I thought I recognized it—but that made no sense, because why would he be here?“Ah, there you are—damn, you look like crap.”I craned my neck from where I was lying on my sofa and was surprised to see that, in fact, he was here. I vaguely thought, oh, shit, but didn’t quite have the energy to say it out loud.“You left your front door unlocked.”I said nothing, looking away.“I mean, how irresponsible. You never know who could show up and just walk right into your house.” He c...
Weekly Contest #363
It was raining. That was the best Suni could manage as she stared out at the ocean. She leaned on the wooden railing, feeling the wind-weathered edges press into her forearms. The awning above her covered most of the summer cottage’s porch, but the wind was whistling across the water and it blew raindrops into Suni’s hair and clothes. Suni stared out at the aggravated sea and felt the moisture seep into her. Her mind was like driftwood. She watched the thunderclouds darken and closed her eyes to the rain. The storm was picking up.* * *The ...
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