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Submitted to Contest #93
NatashaNo. No. Nononono. This is bad, this is very bad.“Collin?” I call into the kitchen. “We’re out of pizza.”He pokes his head around the corner. “How? We got, like, three boxes.”“Ask the twins,” I say, gesturing to my ten-year-old twin brothers devouring our final two pizza slices and dripping tomato sauce onto their couch cushions. I’m by their side in a moment, gently wiping the red sauce from the sofa before it can leave a stain. “You two are going to be so sick,” I mutter.Mason and Marcus glance at each other before shrugging. “We’ll ...
Submitted to Contest #59
“Where’s the last box?”“I… I already thew it away.”Kelsey squinted at me. “Nyla, where’s the last box.”I opened my mouth, ready to lie again, then sighed. “It’s under my bed.” Lying wouldn’t get us anywhere but back to the beginning.“I’ll go get it.”Kelsey disappeared around the corner, and I slumped onto the couch. The last box, I thought. The last box of Oliver’s things. I forced a fresh wave of tears down as I reminded myself that this was not a form of erasing him, but instead a physical display of moving on. I was giving myself a chance...
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