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Weekly Contest #102
Bill once told me that if you encounter a crane, it’s supposed to symbolize immortality and good fortune. He added afterwards that you’ll become rich after you see one because it brings that much good luck. After he told me that, I began to take the long way home from school so that I could pass by the sluggish creek, idling a bit so that I might catch a glimpse of a rare crane. I would sit on the muddy bank as I fidget with the tallest cattail plants, plucking them apart with my ragged fingernails. I would wait for thirty minutes or so, I d...
Weekly Contest #95
Swaddled in three layers of filthy plump blankets, I lay there, my thoughts shattered into slick glass pieces of the universe. The faucet in the background is dripping sullen water that drums to the beat of my dead, foolish heart. “drip….drip” said the faucet “shut up.” said my shattered thoughts I don’t know how long I stayed there, dry crust forming at the end of my eye—an occasional tear dancing down my ugly face. “drip….drip,” said the faucet “shut up.” said my shattered thoughts “DING DONG” went the doorbell. shut ...
Weekly Contest #55
"Can you keep a secret?" Her rich hazel eyes stared right at me, wide open. Molasses black bangs flew with the wind, and her left overall strap had fallen off her shoulder. She was pretty, the type of girl people would stop and get a second look at on the street. I was the very opposite of her. I had acne dotted all over my skin, topped with wild hair that could never be combed properly. I was a very mousy boy, so I would always carry around a 5-inch pocket knife. I don't trust strangers easily, so carrying that pocket knife gi...
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