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I remember three things when I wake up the next morning, hungover and aching. My favorite sweater, forgotten in the haze and left behind on a bar stool. A drunken conversation with a stranger, touching on things I’ve never mentioned to anyone, a longing for a love letter romance and a soft, sweet future. And finally, a handwritten note with an email address and the words “It’s no hand-penned love letter, but maybe it’s worth a shot.” still clutched in my hand. Maybe today won’t be such a slog after all. Dear kind stranger I met in the ...
And from the distance, the trees began to sing. He could hear it now, from his safe little castle on the hill. They could not hurt him here, and he doubted they would try. He, unlike the others, has done nothing to provoke them. He was not the one who had torn their siblings up to their very roots, and turned the corpses into the houses they now hid in. The books they worshiped so dearly. No, he would not suffer the same fate as the ones who had wronged the forest and the world it inhabited. And from the distance, the trees began to s...
Weekly Contest #77
I press my face against the window. I can see delicate flakes of white falling from the sky. I watch, enraptured by this strange new experience. I wonder what the white flakes are. A book appears next to me like it always does when I have a question. I open the book and start reading. It’s called snow Riley. It’s like rain but it only comes when it’s cold enough. You know what rain is right? I pull the pen out from my pocket and write a response. Yes I know rain. You told me about it last week. Can I go and play in the snow? I...
Weekly Contest #66
“Hello and welcome to death or dollars!” The game show host booms and we all laugh.It’s kind of a weird name, but when your mom is working two shifts to try and support you it’s kind of your duty to help in any way you can.“Let’s meet our contestants!” The host continues and makes his way over to our tables. “Here we have,” He points to another contestant.“I’m Allison.”“Allison, welcome! What made you apply to be a contestant in death or dollars?”“Well, it’s always been my dream to compete on a show. And plus I could use the money.”“Wonderfu...
“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.” Gerreth smirks. “Shut up.” I glare. “You were planning to die here, right from the start. I wonder how Jo would feel about this. She would be crushed.” He smiles. “Good thing she knows right?” I try to push myself up. “Oh don’t worry, I’ll let her know. You’ll be in no condition.” He raises his sword above me. The last thing I see is the glint of the blade diving towards me. “AHH!” I sit up quickly breathing heavy. “Hey, hey calm down. You're safe.” I feel someone’...
Weekly Contest #65
I quickly put on my witch outfit. I’m so excited!! This is my first Halloween as a trained witch!! My mom thinks that the costume is just that, a costume. Little does she know I’ve been practicing witchcraft. Tonight is a key moment in becoming a witch. The Halloween ritual where I get my spell book. “Mom! Hey mom, I’m ready!” I run out into the kitchen but mom isn’t there. “Mom?” I run into the living room and see mom lying down on the couch. “Mom, are you ok?” I ask and run up to her. “Sorry, I’m just feeling a little sic...
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