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Weekly Contest #80
"Do you know the old man by at the end of Bellflower Street?" May asked her brother, Jun. Jun shook his head. "Who?" May smiled mischievously. "You don't know? Apparently he served in World War I." "Like Father?" "No, you idiot. Father served in the second World War." Jun stared up at May with eyes wide. May always knew more than he did. She knew everyone's birthdays, when the sun went down, and how to multiply. Jun, on the other hand, had trouble reading books and adding numbers. Jun liked hearing stories though. He couldn't read...
Weekly Contest #57
Piercing stares. Heavy whispering. Soft gasps. March Henderberry lowered his head and pulled up his hood. The chills began to travel up his spine and spread into the rest of his body. In his stomach, something twisted. He bit his lip and scurried on to his destination: his first period classroom. Of course, the stares, whispering, and gasps continued inside the stuffy classroom. It was worse than outside. March shuffled over to his seat and slumpe...
Weekly Contest #56
Alice remembered the night she left her hometown. The sky was a marble of grey and indigo, and the crescent moon peeked through a cirrus cloud. A cool breeze went by whispering by the soft murmurs of the highway in the distance. Otherwise, the whole street of Bellflower Drive was silent. A moment passed, and one by one, the streetlights began to flicker on for the incoming night. They casted a dim light on the sidewalks and edges of the asphalt road. It was so peaceful. It was so...
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