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Weekly Contest #104
- Are you coming tonight? – Asked Tracy. Ciara looked at her friend and simply shrugged it off and gave her the cold shoulder. - C’mon Ciara, when was the last time we went out? – She insisted. Today wasn’t a common day for the young Ciara, today was the first anniversary of her father...
Weekly Contest #102
One night I was laying in bed, awake as always, waiting for something to happen. In my countless hours of insomnia, I used to spend my wasteful time trying to do something useful, as an independent worker it’s clear to say that work always used to get in the way of life, so I’d usually spend my nights up whenever I had some free time from work. Fridays were the best days because I stopped working at 7 p.m. and would only go back to work at 4 p.m. on the next day, leaving me wi...
Weekly Contest #101
I gasped for air as sand ran away from my body, solidifying into one being. Looking at my sides all I could see was fog cleansing the tall trees covered in moss that were scattered throughout a path, that path led to a small particle of light at the end of that tunnel. Gathering enough strength, I got up and started to walk towards that light, bugs were flying and their buzzing sounds broke the silence of the woods. &...
Weekly Contest #100
TW: Suicidal Thoughts The woman had just woken up, feeling the cold concrete touching her soft skin, the gritty feeling of the floor rubbing against her legs, leaving them slightly sore. She gets up, feeling her surroundings, she notices that she’s been stripped down to her underwear, while also being chained to the wall inside that room. - Help! ...
Weekly Contest #99
- So whenever our eyes meet, I can’t help but feel butterflies on my stomach. – The maid said. – Tell me Izanami-san, have you ever felt like this? - Just once Aimi-chan. – Said Izanami. The two women were watching the sunset at the land of the dead, the Yomi. A rare occurrence, that happened every once a couple of months, that symbolized the begi...
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