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Submitted to Contest #71
Dec 3rd, 2000: “Grandpa, what’s that in that bottle over there?”, Cheryl asks pointing to a black bottle lying on the kitchen counter. Grandpa stops his vigorous whisking, picks up the bottle and joins her. He places the bottle under her nose. “Tell me what you smell” Cheryl sniffs, her nose scrunching up adorably. Her face brightens and she looks up at her favourite person in the entire world. “It’s smells sweet, Pa. What is it? Grandpa lifts his pinky finger, runs it along the rim of the bottle and asks her to give it a taste. Cheryl...
Sam feels Nick’s naked toes nudge against his thigh. “Ew, Ni. Stop.” He glances up from the book he was reading to see that Nick was wigging his eyebrows at him, eyes glinting with mischief. He goes on to press his toes harder into Sam’s thigh. The smile on his face ten times bigger than it was a second ago. Sam couldn’t help but smile at that but no. He drew the line at smelly,ugly and dirty toes. “Get your smelly feet off me” Not that Nick’s toes were smelly or dirty. But they were kind of ugly. Aren’t all toes? Why do some people find toe...
Submitted to Contest #51
How many nights would it take to count the stars? I’ve tried to count, many a times. But my mind wanders off. How could it not when you shine so bright, every night. The sun comes and it goes. Nothing to thank for. The moon shines, giving me a night full of you. A star that smiles. Everything I will ever want. ~ Remember the day I lost you? Took a full month before I found you. Never want to lose you again. Never want to feel that pain. ~ Red and blue. Yellow and green. Colors that remind me of you. Those popsicles we used to love, on a s...
Submitted to Contest #50
Fairy lights. They really are quite pretty, aren’t they? Like fireflies trapped in tiny bottles. Except the lights, for one, don’t blink and moreover, are probably 100 times more luminescent than the light that comes a firefly. Probably being the key word. Robert quickly made a mental note to do more research on bioluminescence later. Right now, he had a case to tackle, though he, like everyone else in the room knew that it was nothing more than a waste of time and effort. If only they had a real-life Sherlock Holmes. Someone who could deduc...
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