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Submitted to Contest #214
As soon as we locked eyes, I knew there was going to be a problem. Who do you think would be the very worst person to run into on your honeymoon? What about your ex boyfriend? Yea, you would think that. But what about your ex-boyfriend who you almost married? Mhm. Mhm. That would be bad. But how about your ex-boyfriend who you almost married…who has super-powers? Bad right? But Imagine this: On your honeymoon, running into your ex boyfriend who you almost married, who has super powers and is from another planet. It was a long t...
Submitted to Contest #213
What’s the stupidest super power you can think of? Go ahead, take a stab at it. No really, I insist. What was that? The ability to talk to rocks? Ha! Yea go ahead and tell a geologist or an anthropologist that you can talk to rocks.That stuff would like, turn them on. You’d spend your whole life trying to stop nerds still crashing on their mother’s couch from shoving dirty rocks in your face, begging you on their knees to bless them with its wisdom. Huh? The ability to control the minds of squirrels? But only on Tue...
Submitted to Contest #159
I have approximately one real memory left of my mother. And today was the day I was going to lose it and forget her, presumably, forever. According to the sticky notes and clipboards and torn off pieces of newspaper written over with permanent marker, my mother was a really good person. One bright orange sticky note claimed that she was a field nurse; providing aid to those on the front lines of The Recollection Wars. In my own tiny scrawled handwriting, it proclaimed that she did this for over twenty years, far beyond the terms of...
Submitted to Contest #158
“Well,” I exhaled, smoke drifting lazily between my teeth. “All things considered; this is a pretty fantastic place to watch the world burn.” A silence then; it filled the dirty air between us. It rode the rising smoke, drifted to the hot asphalt behind us, and slinked between the last of the cars left abandoned in their neat little rows. After a moment, the silence returned, loaded and heavy. At the change in atmosphere I looked towards him; at this man that I had vowed the rest of my life to. Turns out my vow has be...
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