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Submitted to Contest #92
Since the beginning there was only darkness, every part of my world was filled with it. Faces were dark, nature was dark, people are dark. The day I opened my eyes everyone was the same to me, I think my parents noticed that I was different and constantly tried to hide me from the villagers, as if to protect me. That was the opposite of what happened, it was human nature to fear ‘the other’, abnormal things frightened human beings who were prone to evil. My lack of exposure to them and the world crippled me, as human being and as a woman...
If you've ever lived in my country, you'd know that power outages are a regular thing. So regular that at this point in my life, I've become accustomed to coming home from a long day of work to no power. One time, I had no power for thirteen hours and unfortunately my water runs with power, so I had no water too.I'm sure many of you could not even fathom that, but in my country with the rife, if not blatant corruption and nepotism, it's quite normal. I mean if people in power can buy their degrees and be employed without any qualification, t...
Submitted to Contest #91
It was an unusually quiet day in Brichcan library, not a soul to be seen except for the old librarian. Talos walked in carrying his return books and set them on the counter. “Good afternoon Mrs. Lancer” he said, and the librarian looked up. Mrs. Lancer was probably in her sixties but sometimes looked younger if you glanced at her quickly. Mrs. Lancer nodded and took the books, Talos smiles and walked away looking for his next book to devour. He scanned the shelves, his fingertips brushing against each book. Talos had a habit of picki...
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