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Submitted to Contest #76
“911. What is your emergency?” “Hey Mom, how’s the back treating you today? “Are you aware that you have called 911 for emergency services? “Yeah, Mom of course. You know you always told me that I was going to go through everything you did, so sometimes I just have a feeling you’re not doing okay.” “I see… Miss, I’m going to ask you series of yes or no questions so I may help you. are you in immediate danger?” “I’m not sure. You know me I’ve always loved dessert and I thought oh a slice here and there will be fine. But um... you kn...
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The smell roused me from my sleep, pulled me from the many sunken levels of my dreams. Same dream every time. I saw up over the bed and rubbed my eyes. Sighed and looked over at the journal on the desk, the pen with a full amount of ink. Who was I kidding? I haven’t written anything since he died, not for myself, not anyone, so why would I write a letter to him, he who could not read my letter anymore, he who could not take my calls. I put in the effort to drive to the store and pick out the nicest notebook I could and the smoothest ...
Submitted to Contest #70
JEREMIAH The easiest choice is to dump the body in the river. Maybe it’s the simplest choice too, but by far this is the stupidest one. I can’t believe he’s even saying this. I need to stop shaking. I’m not sure what is more shocking. The fact that if I hadn’t egged Elijah on, he wouldn’t have pushed me, and I wouldn’t have fallen on him and his head would have never hit that rock. That’s when I froze. He was just lying there, a low groan seeping out like the final gusts of air leaving a blow-up air mattress. I stood there staring at him d...
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