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Submitted to Contest #272
Willow noticed for the first time this evening that the parking lot was empty. She looked down at her watch and then back out the window of her office building. “Shoot,” she muttered. She hadn’t meant to work this late, and she knew her roommate, Sophie, would be upset that she was missing the “Prequel to the Best Thanksgiving Ever,” another made-up event used as an excuse for Sophie to slam down tequila shots while belting out Whitney Houston songs all night. If Willow left now she would be able to make it home by nine o’clock, only an hour...
“Alright, the car is all packed!” Hedra said, slamming the car trunk closed. I smiled back at her and jumped into the passenger seat. I had waited all year for this and now I was just a five hour drive away from Dooley Park. I know camping at an abandoned amusement park isn’t exactly everyone’s dream twenty-first birthday celebration, but then again, I’m not like most people. Despite hating all things spooky, Hedra, my best friend, was the one that orchestrated the event. “So, what’s the story behind this place?” Hedra asked later in th...
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