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Weekly Contest #160
Your presence sets fire to the remnants of my life. I do not know what I would have become had I not found you in my moments of misery.Had I not found you amidst the stream teeming with blackness, I would never have found the sacred spark. It is all you. It will always be you.But you see, this is nowhere near enough. I hid something from you. Did you know that? I guess you did because you see everything.I will still tell you. I hurt myself for the first time in a long time. I thought I had it under control, but I overestimated myself and eve...
Weekly Contest #81
She was rich, and I was a tramp, like in any cliche romance movie where the main character with reputation and a fat bank account had a love interest who was a complete loner, or a discard, like an 80s radio. Even an old radio could be given another chance, though. Let’s not forget that this movie ran in the theatres with a percentage of fifty from Rotten Tomatoes. This movie was a compilation of our life together and the title was — Around Her Mood Swings in 80 Days. It was one heck of a binge worthy movie, defeating the incredible mov...
Weekly Contest #77
The totems coruscate with the tints of amethyst, ruby, canary and emerald and a lot more that the spectrum of colours can expand to. Every colour is ablaze with emotions and tells the stories of not happy families and evergreen love stories, but tales of traumatic memories and catastrophic plot twists that are discarded and wished to wash away with the azure tides of the sea that recede and fade away, never to splash its feet on withering rocks and giggling children. Fauna hands a claret totem over to a customer that wishes his charcoal...
Snow came as heaven’s sunlit glitter to bring our world to a new shimmer. It danced in the night; a choreographed ballet conducted in the freezing wind. Kids imagined themselves roller-skating over the frozen surface of lakes and flapping their arms and legs on the snow heap to resemble cute little penguins. I cradled my hot mocha cup in my hands as smoky ghosts curled out of the liquid and dispersed in the air. My mind wandered around to the distant hills where the orange-gold stretched far and wide, the colours of fire hearths and tan...
Weekly Contest #75
“Ooh, see, who’s making it to the top of the mountain. It’s SwordOgre!” the anchor’s voice roars through the JBL speakers as the virtual spectators cheer and applaud their favourite players. I press my headphone mic close to my lips and jab my thumb at the screen. “Hey, hey, player-1234-I-don’t-care, I will invert your rib cage if you don’t leave my spike behind.” The player who, as usual, feigns ignorance, sprints up the mountain toward my area and sabotages my spike. A clever coward, I see. Red splashes my screen and sirens pierc...
Weekly Contest #74
trigger warning: suicide mentions.Lots of crying too, so please bear with me xD.~17.07.XXXX“Dara, manage her! She’s painting our faces black if she continues bringing misfortunes upon us.” “Misfortunes, Papa? My c-condition paints your face black? That’s how you put it? All the years I’ve been living with this body, n-none of you ever considered helping me. And t-that’s inhumane of you.”“Inhumane, ha! You’ve no say in this, child. You’re no less than a dead pariah to us.”And with that, Tallulah stormed into her room and slammed the door...
Weekly Contest #72
(well, well, another fun collaboration and that too with Ray 😙 this guy left me at the wrong time :) Anyway, enjoy this one heck of a nonsense story.) ~ It’s three in the morning when the doorbell jolts Risa lucid. Another sleepless Saturday night had prompted her to grab a tub of Ben & Jerry’s and drown her insomnia binging the entirety of Black Mirror on Netflix; she’d almost collapsed face-first onto the carpet from dehydration and enervation. She told her doctor she'd been spending most of her time completing her assignments and bi...
Weekly Contest #71
It was almost unfair to know that he owned a bakery and that HIS customers lionized him. What was she supposed to do? Celebrate and pop a champagne? Or flip her hair on his face and walk down the street with her heels (as high as her ego) click-clacking against the gravel? With a cup of brewed latte in her hand, Winona stared out into the window of her Nemesis’s bakery. Ryū’s bakery looked... pretentious. Like him. He put far too much effort into achieving a dashing countenance. In his bakery, huge translucent chandeliers with lustrous ...
Weekly Contest #65
(this is super silly and exaggerated, but I had so much fun writing it :')~Bitter winds howled and leaves rustled, floating away in the air. It was so cold, you could literally freeze into the frozen people from the Znarnia. But that didn't bother anyone. The weather had been just brilliant and suitable.Regardless of the horrible weather, people went to work and life went on. It was a custom that every weekend, they'd gather at midnight, circle around the bonfire and exchange stories passed down from their ancestors. Old women would unearth ...
Weekly Contest #52
“Broccoli?” I mutter to myself, gawking at the green thing in front of me. Broccoli may not tickle my fancy, but my mom…she could have a room full of them and never get tired of eating them raw.I throw a whole bag of them in my cart, glaring at the package with personal grudge. When I was merely twelve years old, I had mocked Aunt Love for being nosy in EVERY matter. Being the female version of Santa Claus she was, she’d never take an insult to herself. Who were we even kidding; she was the Kim Kardarshian, but well, at the end of the day, i...
Weekly Contest #51
With a glass full of chill vodka in one hand and a doraemon pen in the other, Wren stares at the ever so puzzling math problems lying in front of her.I do be regretting my college choices. She scribbles some anime figures on the surface of her desk, fills in a few random numbers in the blanks on the paper, texts her friends and after awhile, throws her hands into the air as if surrendering to the questions.“Why don’t you solve your own problems, eh?” And with that, she pushes her chair, the legs producing an annoying screech on the floor, th...
Weekly Contest #50
Summer has begun…okay.I’m not fond of this season. The clouds, to all intents and purposes, curse us with raining cats and dogs, almost at any random time as if bawling like a two year old kid. Furthermore, I loathe how clothes stick to the body with sweat, the stench of stale moisture walking in and following me everywhere.Lord!Fine, fine, enough of blustering! Cute cotton ball-like clouds dot the light blue sky that drift lazily in the breeze. A grin like a Cheshire cat plays on my lips as I tilt my face toward the sky, shutting my eyes an...
Clenching my hands hard until the knuckles turn white, I watch Yash squeeze his petite frame through a tiny window and plop onto a heaped blanket of white flurry right below the window. “Eliza, where are we going?” He asks with innocence laced in his tone. “Somewhere,” I say, reaching over to envelope his cold hand in mine and pull him towards the dense woods that expanses across a vast area of land behind our house, “let’s not waste any time.” Thick sheets of snow sheathe the tall trees and the earth, obscuring any green...
Weekly Contest #47
“Hey, see you tomorrow. Bye!” Your best friend, Leah says as you guys leave the class to go home. As you leave the college building and exit the gate, you notice a group of students standing outside and talking about something in enthusiasm. “Yeah, you know, I never trusted that site until my friend told me she found her brother.”“Really? That’s great.”After eavesdropping on them, you decide to leave, lest you break into an endless flow of tears. Not until a few months ago, you had discovered a popular website called Find Your Love...
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