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Weekly Contest #96
Perhaps it was a little selfish of her to feel so happy on such an occasion. After all, she had taken care of Adam for a little over a year now at the church orphanage, but seeing Adam, a boy who was so independent yet so bright, before a couple who were to be his foster parents—yes, there was no doubt that Sister Anne would miss Adam, but even this was superseded by the joy she felt for Adam right now. “Adam, I know this may be a little hard to take in, but the Brunsons have graciously decided to take you in!” exclaimed Sister Anne. The...
Weekly Contest #94
I had never seen a room so littered with coke cans. They were everywhere. Literally. Everywhere. On the desk, under the chair, in the closet, under the bed, on the bed, in the bed. Room 107 of the Alzheimer’s ward was the aftermath of a thirsty man’s war on coke cans. If you close your eyes, you can almost hear this man sucking, no, consuming the insides of these coke corpses with aggressive aplomb. Any regular person would be terrified at the sheer scale of this mess, but not me. I only chuckled to myself as I placed these coke cans one-by-...
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