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Submitted to Contest #305
It took a few seconds to realise I was utterly and completely lost… The bus jerked over a speedbump sending me a few inches up and crashing back on to the backseat. I woke up and looked out. I had been asleep for a while, tired from the 12-hour flight that preceded my bus trip to the Hospital. It was dark and there were no lights, no traffic and all I could see was an endless expanse of hollowness. I stumbled to the front of the bus where I woke the sleeping conductor and showed him my ticket. He took one look at it and laughed. He turned t...
Submitted to Contest #304
I A tremor of 5.0 on the Richter scale woke Jim up. He felt his bed trembling, and heard the windowpanes shaking, almost breaking under the force of the earthquake. He noticed the water in the transparent glass jug casting a moving, prismatic shadow on his nightstand. Jim instinctively sat up and grabbed the jug, thinking it would topple. The tremors stopped. Jim checked his phone for alerts. There was a text from Becky. ‘What’s going on? Is the building shaking?’ Jim was the lead instructor at the annual The Real Readzy Writing Retreat, aff...
Submitted to Contest #303
I‘I didn’t have a choice,’ I said in front of the committee investigating the death of an old woman.III had become the Sheriff of Nottingham because heads rolled and mine was bumped up. The guy before me quit under pressure from the public. There were whispers about high incarceration rates amongst minorities, and the occasional pistol that went off in a neighbourhood where the less fortunate lived, but apparently, he was ‘eased out’ because Mr Mayor wanted someone who was pliant, less combative, and a career police officer without blemish. ...
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