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Weekly Contest #163
“Jarious Ganfry!” The booming voice called my name as I approached. “Your Death is Guaranteed!” He sounded happy about this. Excited, even. The entire audience was applauding as I shook the voice’s hand and took the rolled-up paper from him. As I left the stage, I could hear the next several names read as I walked behind the curtain, out of view of the audience. They were names I knew. None of which I’d considered my friends, but I’d shared classes with them and was generally friendly with them if we were ever partnered up for any school pro...
Weekly Contest #128
I took a walk, one day, down a path I’d frequented. The day was pleasant; sunny with wispy clouds drifting through the blue sky. It had rained several days before, and I was excited to get outside. The path I took was common among people on foot or bicycles. Children used it as a highway through town. Adults used it for exercise. I used it as an escape from being indoors. The path itself was made primarily with crushed rock, limestone, I believe. It provided a nice gravelly noise underneath my shoes. It shed water quite well, so even after...
Weekly Contest #113
1 The thing that most surprised him was the lack of silence. Having grown accustomed to the constant hum of the city, this was different. The city was loud, of course, but this was a different kind of loud. There were plenty of noises. There were chirps. And there were twitters. The winds through the trees rustled leaves and bent them slightly, to where he could almost hear the creaking of the wood flexing as they swayed. Such an odd thing, that something so ephemeral could move a tree that he could scarcely move himself. Of course, he ins...
Weekly Contest #104
1 Katie happily pressed the send icon on her phone’s messaging app. She wouldn’t be seeing anyone that evening, let alone her friend Jessica. She’d already seen her twice in the last week, and that was plenty of Jessica. She looked at the little bubble on the side of her phone’s screen. “Raincheck, already have plans tonight.” And, to be honest, that was true. She did already have plans. She’d found that she best way to ensure time to herself was to put it into her calendar. Plans with myself is what she called them. “You locking up toni...
Shortlisted for Weekly Contest #101 ⭐️
How often do you look at yourself in a mirror? Sure, you may check to see how far a certain shirt comes down your waist, or maybe you check to make sure the part of your hair is in the right spot, or maybe you’ve been hitting the gym more frequently and want to see your progress. Perhaps you want to see if that shirt still fits from your 20’s. But this is not what David was tasked with. He wasn’t supposed to look at his body, he was supposed to look at himself. David couldn’t remember the last time he’d done that. He wasn’t sure he ever had....
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