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Weekly Contest #351
“The fate of the world depends on me not doing my homework,” I explained to the teacher for the fourth time. Teachers can be so dense. “Well, if you don’t do it by tomorrow, then the fate of your report card will also be impacted, so I would put some serious thought into this,” the teacher responded. The assignment is a fun writing prompt for my English/Language Arts class that I would usually be excited to do. I am supposed to describe how the world will end, borrowing from a provided list of existential threats to humanity, including AI,...
Weekly Contest #348
Sexual violence, miscarriage When he was nine years old his aunt had a miscarriage. They had been close when he lived in New York, but since he moved to Texas they barely spoke. He couldn’t even recall if he knew she was pregnant before he heard the announcement of the miscarriage. It was twins, he was told. She stopped feeling them move and so went to the doctor, who was unable to detect a heartbeat. Later there was a “procedure,” which he learned in time was a polite word for a form of abortion, and that made the loss of the pregnancy offi...
Weekly Contest #347
When the spider crawled out of the front vent of my car, that’s when I knew I was cursed. A half an hour before that I would have said there was no such thing as a curse, but, as a man of science and reason, I was humble enough to let new inputs react with the stodgy old synapses in my brain and produce new beliefs. I was cursed. The spider was small and unthreatening by any objective standard, but this was a spider we were talking about. Objective standards didn’t apply. If it crawled its hairy little legs across the dashboard and onto the...
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