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Weekly Contest #324
Where the Sea Meets the Sky by Phoenix Lane Early in the morning, before anyone else wakes up, I like to go down to the beach at the bottom of the hill we lived on. If I listen close enough, the waves seemed to whisper things that sound like words, and the sand feels cool under my bare feet. One day not too long ago, Mommy had pointed to the part where the sea and the sky met, telling me that America was over there. “I'll come back from there soon, Amoy,” she said with a wide smile. “I'll bring us money for Grandma’s medicine and a big new h...
Weekly Contest #320
With all his drunken strength Jeffrey threw the old television, the chords flailing around it. It crashed through the sliding glass door, just barely missing Alicia’s head. The glass shattered with a vengeance and scattered widely across the back porch and into the yard. Through the opening, the cold night air rushed through the living room, although Alicia was too frightened to feel it. The loud sound had made her ears ring and shook their little house. Their 6-month-old baby boy Daniel was in the bedroom and he started crying, awakened fro...
Weekly Contest #319
Sitting on the edge of the couch in the living room, Marcus gazed at the suitcase that was propped up near the front door of his family’s apartment, a harsh reminder that the life him and his wife Claire had created together was falling apart. The children were asleep in their rooms just a few feet away, and apart from the washing machine humming steadily in the hallway, he was surrounded by silence. “I love you, Claire,” he whispered to himself. He frequently told her the same thing. But when he said it, Claire’s eyes did not soften like th...
Weekly Contest #318
Naomi quietly moved into her usual spot in the small conference room, which was already bustling with the laughter and chatter of her coworkers. She put her notepad and pen neatly on the table and picked out a single chair in the far corner so she could see everyone as they came in. Even though she wasn’t asked to take meeting minutes, she always prepared to, just in case she was asked about it after the meeting. It provided her with something to focus on while pretending to blend in. She looked around the room and saw that she was the only ...
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