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Weekly Contest #72
The last thing I remember before everything went dark was walking to my car after my shift at the diner. There had been footsteps behind me, the sound of crunching gravel loud in my ears. Then I climbed into my car, and I was safe. The person who had been walking behind me continued on to the main road, a cigarette in his mouth. I had locked the doors and taken a deep breath, relieved that I had gotten to my car safely. Then, a sight that made my heart freeze in my chest. A face in my rearview mirror. And then darkness. *** I don’t kn...
We had the apartment surrounded. There were officers on the roof, ready to swing through the windows. Several others, including me, were at the door. We had him. After years of searching, we had finally found him. I had finally found him. The SWAT officer in front of me breaks down the door and we all stream into the apartment, guns drawn, ready for a fight. But it doesn’t play out like that.Our suspect sits in a wooden chair in the middle of the room, his hands clasped together in his lap. At our entrance, he gazes up and tilts hi...
Weekly Contest #70
Death; it’s a strange thing. It can happen at any time and without warning.It’s been only a couple of hours since I’ve gone into hiding. As much as I want to, I can’t reappear into society. Not without my face pasted on every screen, newspaper, and poster there is in the country.They say I’ve done something really bad. Horrific. I shiver at just the thought of what happened. It was chaos, and I was a fitting scapegoat. The TV was turned on, a local news station. I stop in my tracks when I see my parents at the podium, holding each other...
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