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Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I were someone else. Would I be happier? Feel more peaceful? What would I be like if I were comfortable with myself? This feeling of discomfort sits with me always. She wouldn’t feel this way. Sometimes I just want to give up. Especially today. She wouldn’t want that. Nevertheless, I continue on with life. I get up and get ready. I head to the school for my 6:30am soccer practice. I’m a few minutes late. She was always the first one there. “Hey Winnie,” my friend Val says while yawning. Other...
Submitted to Contest #79
————————————————————— *TRIGGER WARNING* contains minor themes of abuse, attempts of sucide, consumption of drugs and alcohol and sexual abuse. ————————————————————— I’m in a place where time seems to stand still. The social norm is that there is no social norm. You don’t bother anyone, and they don’t bother you. Everything feels totally surreal. One man walks past wearing sweatpants and a suit jacket. A young girl is wearing a skirt with what looks to be her fathers jacket. A teenager is lying across three chairs wearing the baggiest...
Submitted to Contest #78
I was ten years old when I found Moss. I had been exploring the woods behind our house, playing knight. I was in the middle of a thrilling chase after Sir Villi, who had just recently kidnapped the princess and stolen the queen's crown. I, the poor stableboy, was determined to defeat him and return both the crown and the princess, after which she and I would be able to finally confess our love to each other. It was a fantastic plot and very enticing. Suddenly, I was at the mountain range, which set the boundaries for where I was allo...
Submitted to Contest #77
The snow falls gently, as if it has all the time in the world. It covers everything in it’s white mask, disguising the trees, the rocks, the mountains, the whole world. The tiny crystals blend together, a whole being and separate entities. Some crystalize against the window, and I can see their individual shapes, how gorgeous and different each and every one are until there’s enough in the layer to make it one big frost. One could stand there forever, basking in the morning glow against the snow, hot tea in hand as the smell wafts up, feelin...
Submitted to Contest #76
We’re in math class together, doing work. He sits one desk over. He doesn't have a desk partner today, probably due to the cold that’s going around. He’s quieter without his friend. Probably missing him. I could talk to him instead, ask him where his friend is. His head is down, staring at his work, looking at it but not seeing, clearly in another place in his mind. I wonder what he’s thinking about. He has earbuds in, designed like airpods, but cheaper, the same brand as mine. He’s methodically tapping his fingers against the desk, to the t...
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