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Submitted to Contest #50
How funny would it be if I fell off the ladder today, of all days? Years of reckless boyhood, without a care for safety or caution, and not one major injury to speak of. It’s a miracle that none of us got seriously hurt, especially this high off the ground. And wow, it’s a lot smaller than I remember. I manage to squeeze my now six-foot frame into an opening the size of a dog door, somehow, and try to stand. I can’t even extend my legs before my head bangs against the wooden rooftop of the treehouse. Ow. I sit back down, curled in a feta...
Jamie thanked God for the tennis shoes she’d impulse bought last weekend, the ones with the ugly pink laces and orange stitching that Tobias had told her not to get. Forty-five dollars and a significant loss in girlfriend points were the cost. Jamie was pretty sure her new runners might have given Tobias enough reason to finally cheat on her; that, or she was just being pessimistically paranoid again. And those ugly shoes had found their way onto Jamie’s feet earlier this evening, when she’d decided a two-am Sonic run was just the thing sh...
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