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Weekly Contest #366
On the morning of July 12, 2026, at approximately nine o’clock, Mayor Bowman and three others were pronounced dead upon arrival as streets emptied in seconds. Parents grabbed their children and ran while bystanders ducked behind cars and concrete barriers. Police believed it was a conspiracy to commit murder against the mayor, who had been shot in the head. Officers had yet to make any further comment on leads regarding the suspect, as Chief Solomon stated he would hold a live press conference with the media that afternoon. “Before I go on ...
Weekly Contest #361
It's one o’clock in the afternoon in Geneva, Switzerland. I was super dehydrated from this heatwave that Geneva was having. Sweat was dripping down my face as I murmured to myself. "I can’t believe my father has done this to me once again.” It wasn’t the first time he had done this. I remember the time he showed up four hours late to his mother's funeral. My mother and I felt embarrassed. Everyone kept asking where he had been. When he finally showed up, he was drunk and made a scene. Only he would make me reminisce about the bad things abou...
Weekly Contest #359
It was ten at night in Charlotte, North Carolina. An eight-year-old boy, Tommy Norton, sat on the sidewalk edge on Abigail Glen Drive. His head tilted towards his hands as he stared at the blood dripping onto the asphalt. He started to choke up, hearing a rumbling noise in his right ear as the detective repeated a question. "Hey, what the hell happened in there?" he asked. The little boy looked up at him, fighting back the tears. The detective pressed on him more insistently this time. " What happened?" The boy sniffled and wiped his tears o...
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