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Submitted to Contest #73
Amelia walked slowly down the quiet suburban sidewalk, salt crunching slightly under her large boots. She looked down at them as large, wet flakes fell and disappeared into the black. She didn’t dare look up. Looking up meant she was ready, that she was strong. She was neither. She shoved her hands deeper into her pockets. After what seemed like an eternity of concrete slabs and blue salt, she came to an abrupt halt. She didn’t need to look up to know where she was. This has all once been her kingdom, her sanctuary. She’d tried to forget it,...
Submitted to Contest #58
Dim street. Warm house. Streetlamp. Broken glass. Ghosts, minds, shadows. The silhouette saw it all and knew that nothing had changed. Everything was always the same here at night. No one knew that tonight would be different.The silhouette dashed in front of one of the curtain-covered windows along the street, so fast it could qualify as a mere figment. A slight tremor of cold anger shivered up the silhouette’s spine. It did not want to be a figment. It wanted to run into the street and gleefully laugh as people screamed… but no. Not tonight...
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