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Submitted to Contest #292
The small coastal town is easy to navigate, especially since I spent most of my childhood here. The town buzzes with early morning activity. Fishermen are preparing their vessels, while loaves of bread are being transported back and forth between the bakery and the local fish and chip shop. If today goes well, I might be spending the next four years here, under the watchful eye of Master (debatable) Lankow.Years ago, while visiting Aunt Helen, I discovered an old painting in her garage. Her house was an endless source of discovery, from her ...
Submitted to Contest #23
The winter sky is above her. Clear blue with wisps of white clouds throughout. Her vision blurs as she tries to figure out her surroundings. Last thing she remembers is the drive to the park. Her sisters nagged her to go the park. To watch the snowfall. Well, snow is falling now. But her sisters are nowhere. She lifts her throbbing head from the ground. Squinting, she takes in the tall, skinny trees. Trees everywhere. Snow clings to every surface. She gets on all fours, ignoring the pain in her left thigh. Half crawling, half dragging her le...
Submitted to Contest #21
Christmas day started just like any other year. Family preparing for our day out. Except this Christmas, Ma had other plans. She got up early to cook. Variety of meats in large pots, boiling away as I made my coffee. I tried to stay out of her way, making my coffee with a ninja like reflexes.But it was too late.“Brinda, start chopping the carrots” she gestured with a large knife.I sighed loudly, “Ma, I just made coffee. And are we not going camping like we always do?” Ma looked up at me with sadness in her eyes. Ever since the sta...
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