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Submitted to Contest #262
That summer didn’t have a particular theme song. There was no particular color that summer. But, ohh, the smell of fresh cut limes and limeade, that was the memory. Wherever I went that summer, to my potential future father in law’s, my mother’s house, my friend’s Spanish-style villa, limeade was served, and the scent of fresh cut lime lifted my soul. I, Vicky, was engaged to be married that summer. Life was getting hectic with work, planning ...
Submitted to Contest #253
Maria could not believe her eyes. There, underneath some rocks was a dull looking lamp. Maria had just seen Aladdin in the movie theater, and had laughed at how improbable the action all was. Should she rub the lamp? She shivered with delight. Maria had been visiting her aunt’s family a few hours away from home. Today had been beach day, and Maria was seemingly alone on the beach. Her aunt and cousins had begged her to join them at a nearby Italian restaurant, but Maria felt the urge to st...
Submitted to Contest #252
I stood at the mirror in my bathroom. My thick, dark hair needed taming down. I needed the opposite of a volumizer. My almond shaped eyes had dark circles underneath them. I inherited both my amber eyes and the dark circles from my mom. Makeup solved that problem, but I still wasn’t happy. How did I end up dating Teddy? Now, he was even talking about marriage and it had been less than two months! I needed to have a “talk” with Teddy. Seven wee...
Submitted to Contest #243
Space Adventure To Paradise (And Back)What, where am I? My head feels so strange, like a clamp is pressing in on either side of my face. So this must be space..Tim’s eyes darted around through his helmet to the great blackness beyond. After a minute, he could see little dots of light, but they seemed very far away. He felt compressed in his space suit, and wriggled in it as best as he could, seeking a sense of freedom, but the part encasing his feet was so heavy. Of course, to combat weightlessness. &...
Submitted to Contest #240
The paper flew maniacally around, until it tapped Elena on the head. She snatched at it, hesitating to read the message scrawled on it. Never again would she fall for the treacherous wind message. She looked back mentally as she unconsciously squeezed the paper. Two years ago she had almost died. Carefree and naive, Elena had come across a paper blown in the wind. A thrill of adventure lit her brandy brown eyes as she read the handwritten message: Meet me in the gazebo at ten pm. There was a gaz...
Submitted to Contest #216
A crisp breeze swirled around Tamara as she walked on the crunchy bronzed leaves. The air was a mixture of fresh hints of water, distant burning leaves, and mown grass. The mild autumn sun kissed her chestnut hair, and imbued her with a sense of well-being. Her cotton clothes rippled in the wind. Her gray eyes searched across the lawn for the familiar face. The runner’s figure, the smiling eyes, the special light for h...
Submitted to Contest #191
Marcia woke up with a heaviness of having come out of a deep dream state. She had actually been asleep for many days. Someone had sedated her after she had become hysterical by the trauma of leaving earth with the remnant of human beings who escaped. The rest of her family had perished by the fire caused by the enormous asteroid upsetting the very molten core of the earth. The earth had actually moved off of its axis. She had escaped because she had had an interview with NASA minutes before the disaster happ...
Submitted to Contest #189
It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. The young Bell girls gasped, “The power went out.” Vicky and Allison had colds, and were soon covered in extra blankets by their concerned mother, Naomi. Naomi went to the candle cupboard and brought out matches. It was times like these that she was thankful for her moderate scented candle addiction. Sicilian lemon, gingerbread, balsam fir, they would all be lit, and spaced out throughout their ranch home...
Submitted to Contest #188
It was the glittering night of Mr. Salman Sweeney’s award dinner for Santa Monica’s Philanthropist of the Year. He was extremely nervous, and had even arranged for his former therapist Dr. Beresford to meet him for some moral support. Salman's brother Fabian was there, trying not to be jealous of another great accolade for his older brother, when he felt just as worthy of honor, if not more. His brother’s wife was there too, Delores. She was rather icy, and Salman didn’t ...
Submitted to Contest #187
“If you don’t like spanish guitar, you’re just not cool.” The recipient of this warning was a green-eyed tabby with an outrageously innocent expression on her face. She gazed steadily back at him, supremely unconcerned. The guitar enthusiast chuckled softly, now I’m talking to dumb animals, he thought. He sat on a nearby bench, doubled over with frustration and amusement in equal parts. The tabby climbed up and extended a striped limb to the shoulder of the suffere...
Submitted to Contest #186
“Jan, do you think you’ve met your future husband yet?” “You know, I think so. I think the timing just hasn’t been right yet, but some time soon, I’ll start going out with him.” “Are you thinking of one guy in particular?” “I’m not sure.” “How about you, Elsa? “No, I don’t think I have. At least, I hope not.” “What are you looking for?” “He’ll have to love films, and be funny.” “Funny like Mr. Bean?” “He’d have to have some form of appreciation of Mr. Bean!” “Remember that Mr. Bean where he brought a raw fish with him to place in a pan to se...
Submitted to Contest #183
“We’re just too different” Chantal and Joe met on an Ash Wednesday in college back in the nineties. From the moment Joe saw Chantal at a table still wearing the ashes on her forehead, he was intrigued. Joe had been palling around with a girl named Mena, who he was trying hard not to suspect of liking him more than as a friend. Joe also had a girlfriend Sabrina at a distant college who he visited once or twice a semester. Chantal was different from the other...
Submitted to Contest #182
I am walking with my sister Molly to the local Tom Thumb grocery store for taco fixings. We offered to make dinner for our family today. I’m just a year older than Molly and a bit taller too. I’ve always been close with Molly, as we have so much in common. We love volleyball, and drama club, and spending time at home in the kitchen around the large island. We love to cook and bake, and Mexican cuisine is a favorite. We look like sisters, light brown hair and grey eyes. Well, Molly’s eyes are greenish in color. &...
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