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Submitted to Contest #253
You know the whole live like it’s your last day on earth sentiment? Or rather, if you only had one year left, how would you spend it? Well, I think about this sometimes. I don’t know quite how I would spend my last day, or year, or what have you… but I do know one thing for sure: it would be nothing like the way I currently spend it.Why, then, you might ask - am I living my life the way I am? Why is everything such a struggle, so disorganized, so… unsatisfactory? And why won’t I fix it? --- When I look back on my childhood, I think of how st...
Submitted to Contest #202
“Twenty steps forward from door and thirty steps toward woods. Under the pile of rocks,” Krissy recited from the notebook paper in her hand. Hmmm, how many Ava-size steps today to equal the twenty steps of 13-year old Ava? How significantly could her shoe size have changed in 17 years? She’d always had big feet, for a girl. Could they have been size 10’s as a young teenager? Maybe. Probably. “One, two, three, four…” Ava started counting. Once she hit twenty, she turned to her right and started counting steps toward the woods. Krissy wa...
“Attention passengers, this is your captain speaking. We have just begun our descent into Boston and we’ll be landing soon. Please put your tray tables up and….” The sound of the announcement faded away as Penny felt a plan hatching in her mind. It was just past 9pm and she technically hadn’t had dinner yet… unless you count a complimentary snack of impressively tasteless plantain chips. She’d find a nice restaurant – with a bar – in the terminal and grab some food and drink before heading out. Sure, she’d just been gone for 2 days for...
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