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Weekly Contest #266
I didn’t ask to be born, but who does? I feel my situation is unique though. More created than born. I have name. I had a different one an hour ago. I go from place to place and travel back and forth through time. I never seem to stay in one place for very long. I have to believe that if he can just finish a story, I will finally be anchored to a home. A place where I can rest. Who’s he, you ask? The dummy on the other end of the keyboard? I don’t even know. I can tell you he has big ambitions to be a big-shot writer. I can also say with con...
Weekly Contest #265
I stood in front of the portal and watched the blurry image of the hustle and bustle of people moving up and down the street. It was hypnotizing. What was their drive? Were they collectively trying to achieve something or were they all in competition? There had to be some ultimate purpose to it all. Filled with nerves, I took the step through. As my foot touched the grey cement on the other side of the portal, my eyes instinctively squeezed shut. My brain felt like it would explode. I was bombarded by sound coming from all directions. I coul...
Weekly Contest #232
The coldness ran through his body. His hands were balled into fists and shoved deep into the pockets of his coat. Jacob glanced around the crowd of people waiting in the evacuation area. Puffs of mist appeared from their mouths as they exhaled the ice cold air. He stamped his feet a few times hoping that the added circulation would create some warmth. He was still numb to the idea that he would be leaving this place. It was all he ever knew. Jacob was born in the settlement of ...
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