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Weekly Contest #376
The faintest streaks of daylight stretched over Farm City. From the nearby hilltop, tucked away in his cozy cave, Bob awakened to a scream. A “cock-a-doodle-do,” to be specific. Bob the Monster sprang into action and ran as fast as his noodle-like legs could carry him, straight to Farm City. Today Bob was determined to become a hero. As he ran, Bob the Monster gently brushed his soft, warm hair from his puffy, fluffy body and spun it into the skein of purple yarn. He then tucked the hairbrush into the back pocket of his tiny monster overalls...
Weekly Contest #269
Lila Kane shivered under the thin blankets of her bed, deliberately twirling the smooth key between her fingers. Another disagreement between her downstairs neighbors drowned out the sound of her radio. Her obsession with finding whatever her key unlocked kept her in a trance, blissfully ignoring her miserable conditions. This key—her key—consumed her thoughts. Years spent attempting to unlock the origins of her mystical companion are all that kept her sane in her dreary existence. Lila consumed every shred of information relevant to it, tv ...
Weekly Contest #268
Dorian’s phone rattled the table. Ugh, what the hell do they want now?! “Dad” lit up the screen. Call rejected, he’d call the old man back later. A text came through. “Just wanted to say hi. Call when you can.” He sighed and unlocked his phone. He began scrolling through social media. Hours passed. He wished for an adventure to end the monotony. Alexa’s obnoxious beeping jolted him awake. The shower thoughts filled his head while he fantasized about winning arguments with his boss, beating up childhood bullies, and saving the day. He craved ...
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