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Submitted to Contest #328
One cliche about me is that I love my grandmother’s house. I know.. I know….of course I do. Everyone does, right? Well, except for those of you who don’t have grandparents or have shitty grandparents. Sorry. Anyways, I digress. This year was the first time my whole family has come back together. We’d all been off in different states, well, my 3 cousins and I. I was in graduate school in New York City, studying at the Fashion Institute of Technology, FIT. My other cousin, who was my age, was studying to be an Audiologist at Mass Gen. My two ...
Submitted to Contest #326
The day was turning out to be a great one. The sun peeked behind the clouds the way it used to while we were on the playground, running so quickly our little legs were sure to snap off. I had just been given a promotion at work and was feeling great about myself. My good mood continued through my afternoon and into the night. My partner insisted on going out to dinner to celebrate the accomplishment, and I couldn’t help but blush when he admitted that I’d been selling myself short. He said I was worth much more than they could afford. I deci...
Submitted to Contest #323
What Once was Sacred The line was long. I hated long lines. My throat would tighten, and I would forget to breathe. I could feel my skin crawling where others neared me. I would withdraw into myself, much like a turtle into its shell. I felt an ache, a longing to time jump to the point where I was home, wrapped in white linen sheets with a vanilla candle filling my bedroom with serenity. I took out my phone and looked into the camera. My luxurious blond hair filled the screen, my rosy apple cheeks, my long lashes. I breathed a sigh of relie...
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