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Weekly Contest #92
Authors note: I admit, I definitely decided to take a twist on the prompt. Yes, It does start in darkness, and yes, it does end in light. But, in this particular piece of writing, I start in the darkness and depths of my mind and end in the light charming thoughts. Join me in this poetic, first-person narrative, piece, as I take a walk through my mind and discover myself. “You can't change what you refuse to confront.” John Spence once said. “But can I confront the things I can’t change?” I ask myself. “ God grant me the serenity...
Weekly Contest #64
Authors note: This story caries in point of view. It's truly amazing how people change. He changed. There comes that time in your life where you think “This is them, This is the one.” That’s not the case in all situations. It’s easy to see a future with someone, but it's not always easy to make that future, a reality. It's hard to escape the reality. It's hard to hide; when the bruises on your body yearn for exposure. When your ego wants to rhapsodize about how tired and fed-up it is. But what if you had the ch...
Weekly Contest #63
As the days begin to grow colder, the nights begin to grow longer. Leaves of all vibrant colors, fall in front of my eyes. As I walk to the New coffee shop, I observe the beautiful scenery around me. The kids playing. The people raking. The dog viciously barking. The wind gives me a gentle kiss on the cheek, and the cold caresses the tips of my fingers. "This day can't get any better." I think to myself. But believe me, I was wrong. As I enter the shop, the sweet and comforting smell of home hits me. I'm immediately comfortable. I don't want...
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