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Submitted to Contest #153
“ If she’s going to be there, count me out. I’d rather sign up for a colonoscopy and mammogram on the same day than spend another second in that person’s presence,” Anita said as she sipped on her glass of wine. Anita had met up with Todd and Lisa for their weekly lunch at Mortellos and of course, the topic of discussion that keeps coming up is their 20 year high school reunion. She didn’t want to be a Debbie downer, but the idea of attending St. Peter High School’s reunion was something that Anita had been dreading since the Facebook invit...
Submitted to Contest #152
“I can’t believe you’re dragging me to this, Kai,” Said Emily with a look of annoyance and frustration, as they followed the mysterious woman to the back of the building. Kai was always up for a thrill or adventure and knew Emily would fuss about it, but she always tagged along eventually. So tonight wasn’t going to be any different. When they were both on their lunch breaks at work, they made plans via text to hang out this upcoming Friday Night. Emily has just got out of a relationship with the guy she had been dating since sophomo...
Submitted to Contest #151
I hate the smell of this cedar trunk in the hallway closet, but it’s the only space in the house I can hide from my mother. As soon as she got on the phone with Aunt Betsy and said the dreaded words, dress, and heels, I knew it was my cue to disappear. I would have left out the backdoor and headed over to Lindsey’s house, but she would have found me way too fast. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mother. I really do. I just hate how much she wants to make me into something I’m not, or rather someone I’m not. It’s been a year since Da...
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