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Weekly Contest #87
Author's note: Like you can see, this story is told through two people, Cora and Layla. They take turns and narrate the story. Enjoy! :)Cora’s POVThe last meal I had was… five days ago? I can’t remember. The days just pass by along in a haze. It’s been a week since I went to work. At least I think it was. All I ever do now is drink and sleep. I’m headed back to my house now. The cold empty mansion seems uninviting as I pull up into the driveway. Drunkenly, I stumbled into the doors and crashed onto the nearest sofa clutching the big bot...
Weekly Contest #77
Author's note: The words in italics is what Mia is thinking. I think everyone already knows that, so anyways, enjoy! Mia rushed as fast as she could to CandorCo building. She worked there as an accountant for almost a month. Yet, she could almost never reach there on time. She frantically glanced at her watch and her heart went a second faster. She was already twenty minutes late! What would her boss do this time? She dashed into the buildings and ran up the stairs not even glancing at the long queue waiting for the elevator. She burst int...
Weekly Contest #52
I live alone in a huge house that feels bare and eerie in the night. But I still stay, I don’t want to move. I suppose I have to tell you why now. My mum died giving birth to me. My dad was so grieved that he ( to say it politely) killed himself a week later. Yeah, my dad left this world and wouldn’t even stay alive for his daughter. So obviously, I was put into foster care. To summarise it, that place was rubbish. Moving on. I had sworn to myself I would buy this house as soon as I could. It was my family’s house. Where all m...
Weekly Contest #51
It is just another weekday. I am in my clinic, treating people. As a doctor, you’re always in charge. The nurses have no choice but to listen to you. You can boss the nurses however you want. You could even make them do your work. But I didn’t. I was a fair doctor. I was not going to cheat by giving my work to my nurses unlike some people I know. As the evening comes to an end, I am going to leave with my nurses, I have locked all the doors. Then I go to lock the last door, the office. The door is wide open,...
Weekly Contest #50
My heart was beating fast. My mind was racing. I didn’t know how much longer I could keep this up. I glanced at the rear mirror and saw that they were getting closer. Looking ahead, I see a hedge of bushes on my right that led to a different road. I glanced behind again and noticed that they were trailing me and their lights indicated that they expected me to turn to the left. They obviously expected me to turn left because there was no road to turn right since the hedge of bushes were there. I bite my lip. Was ...
Weekly Contest #49
A great deal of thoughts were rushing through my mind. Too many, that made me fail to remember simple things. This just made me even later. I glanced at the clock. This was insane! I could swear I had an extra 10 minutes! They flew away like wind! Greatly distressed, I seized my coat, grabbed my keys, and headed out the door clutching onto my handbag. As I drove, I tried to ignore the immense amount of pain I was feeling and just focus on the appointment I had with the doctor. I grew even more infuriated as the traffic jam li...
Weekly Contest #48
The second Andy finished school, he rushed down the bus steps and headed into his house. As usual, he called to his mum saying he's back, removed his shoes, and thumped up the old stairs that led to the attic: his room. Ignoring his mother's singing from the kitchen, he dumped his school bag onto his bed and settled down comfortably beside it. His room wasn’t amazing. Ever since he moved in, he begged his mum to let him have the attic. It was the only place he could think. What with his two little twin sisters always ar...
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