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Submitted to Contest #335
TW: mental health issues, substance abuse Nicholas plotted his exit, aware that his decision to abandon the shelter of his car could put his reputation at risk. He surveyed the parking lot, confirming his solitude at this early hour. He brushed himself off as he emerged from his car and headed toward the building. Confident he remained unseen, he had nearly made it to the entrance when Stephanie, his boss, appeared out of nowhere. “Nicholas! What are you doing here so early?” she asked, brows arched. “Um…I couldn’t find my charger so I figur...
Submitted to Contest #318
“I knew it! Our little Lucy Squirrel is a genius!” Annabelle beamed as she read the results of the online IQ test she had foisted upon her five-year-old daughter. She was a harried but loving mother who relied on the internet for many of life’s decisions. Bolstered by the test findings, Annabelle chose to believe that her relaxed, near absent, parenting style hadn’t produced any negative effects. Lucy earned her nickname after demonstrating an uncanny ability to scale trees an order of magnitude higher than her stature, at record speeds. She...
Submitted to Contest #296
The entire time the woman with shiny red hair is telling me about her plans to save the world, I am plotting her death and let me tell you, it will be a painful one. It’s hard to reconcile this optimistic and seemingly capable woman with the gruesome death I can’t help but imagine for her. We’re sitting near each other in the airport, having what I’m sure this perfectly nice woman named Courtney thinks is a normal conversation while she tells me about her humanitarian journey to Yemen. It would be an otherwise pleasant conversation if the da...
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