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Submitted to Contest #176
Dawn rose over Frogville the way it always did. The mist and gloom of the swamp lightened, from pitch black to grey, and marsh birds began singing their morning songs from their nests. Lily awoke, feeling strange and out of sorts as she stretched. Something seemed different today. Her bed seemed larger for some reason, and she was surrounded by moss. And why was her furniture so huge? Lily reached out a hand to rub her eyes and was confronted by a small, green palm...
Submitted to Contest #171
Dear Mom, I got your message. I tried calling, but your voicemail said you would be hard to reach for a few months and to email you. What were you thinking? What possessed you to take a missionary trip to the Dominican Republic of all places? And without telling me? Or anyone else? You mentioned that with me in college you had a little more time on your hands, but how does that translate to a spur-of-the-moment trip? What about your business? Who is managing your work, who is managing your house? I’m glad you’re getting a little vacation for...
Submitted to Contest #170
Dear K_____, You’ll never read this, which is why I suppose I can finally be honest. Finally be honest and talk about the feelings I have kept inside me all these years. The first time I saw you was a week after my fourteenth birthday. In those days I was gangly, with a forehead of pimples hidden under dull brown bangs, wearing loose shirts and shorts to hide the budding breasts and wider hips that were taking shape underneath. Over the last year, I’d started wearing clothes from my brother’s closet, eschewing the cute blouses and sh...
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