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Submitted to Contest #43
She was ten years old when she met her mother. It’s strange the fantasy we built in our minds. Realty can never truly live up to the heart’s longing, it can never match the colors in the mind’s eye. She was two years old when her mother migrated abroad. She grew up hearing stories about her mother’s grace, beauty and kindness. Her aunts told her of the close relationship between her parents, how their love had been the stuff of love songs and sonnets. She heard of her mother’s bravery, how she chose to travel abroad to create a better life f...
Submitted to Contest #42
You don’t know his name yet. But you will. His name is Percival Patrice Piddle, and in a few minutes he will be on every television screen in the country. That’s right Pee Pee Piddle. Standing in the darkened space waiting for the lights to come on, Percy remembered the horrible moniker he carried from first to 5th grade. Pee Pee Piddle. Children were horrible little jerks sometimes. “Places everyone. Lights in five minutes”. The disembodied startled Percy out of his revery and brought him back to the moment. Who would have thought it, Percy...
Submitted to Contest #41
A loaded donkey doesn’t stand still. Those were the first words she thought of when she saw the donkey from her hiding place. Celine was in trouble again. She was always in trouble. She tried to behave like everyone, she really did. For a fews days she would hold her tongue, keep her observations to herself and not challenge anything her Mother told her. Then it would happen, the words would crawl out of her heart, swim though her mind, and break loose from her lips. Gran would get that smile on her face, the one she tried to hide from Mommy...
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