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Submitted to Contest #76
“I don’t know. Life’s been a little rough. I guess it’s been rough for everyone. It’s hard all around, you know? My job has been kind of shit, lately. It’s not even the work. I’m not that big of a people person; you know that. But even I can slap on a fake smile and turn up that customer service voice like it’s my second personality. It’s not the customers that are the problem. It’s the people I work with. “It’s insane what I put up with. There’s one manager I can stomach. She’s fine. I can respect her, though I can’...
Submitted to Contest #74
10. I have yet to find love. I’ve come close a few times in my life. I remember once at work a guy who worked in the back got close to me. We would talk a lot, and I gave him my number. I never intended him to actually text me. I thought we were only joking around. He wanted to be friends. It made me uncomfortable. Not because of anything that he was saying, but because I didn’t know how to ‘do’ friends. I wasn’t very sociable. It wasn’t helped by the fact that his messages had a very unsettling tone to them. His messages were broad, a...
Submitted to Contest #73
“Hey, Sophie, can I ask you something?” “Yeah, but I can’t promise I won’t be mad,” Sophie said teasingly. She turned around to look at Andrew and almost dropped the sugar cookie she was eating. Andrew, on one knee and holding out a tiny velvet cased box, forced a confident smile. “I really hope you won’t be mad,” he joked, but anyone looking into his eyes could see the unrestrained panic and fear within him. Sophie said nothing. She stood frozen in place. Her eyes darted back and forth between the tiny box and Andrew’s ...
Submitted to Contest #72
Scarlet Adams was just beginning the dishwasher when the doorbell rang. She walked to the door and opened it as far as the metal chain would permit her. Standing on the other side was a gentleman in a black suit. His arms were behind his back and his head held high, though he still managed to make direct eye contact with Scarlet. “Ms. Adams,” he began in a comforting, yet authoritative tone. “I’m Wyatt Crawford. I’ve come on business regarding your recently deceased uncle.” “I’m sorry,” Scarlet said, hugging the door closer, he...
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