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Submitted to Contest #57
Penny had been doing a lot of thinking that day and the days that began to pass. The pen never left her hand and her hand stayed on the paper in front of her as she tried to write again. Sixty-eight still felt too young to be writing a will. To announce where she wanted her assets and possessions to go to while still drawing breath was more difficult than she realized. In her heart she knew what she needed to say. She knew the shock that her words would have on everyone once they heard them aloud. But what should she care if they had an...
Submitted to Contest #42
It wouldn't stop raining. The dark clouds that expanded the sky and darkened the town shook the world angrily when the thunder boomed through the sky. Lighting came silently as it usually did, and the rain pour matched the sound of a thousands horses running in a stampede. The gloominess was made just for the days occasion. It didn't get any more sad than this for a funeral. Though it did make the ones left alive think hard and long about what their final resting day would be like."Dad, its time." Cindy, his daughter said from the doorw...
He had a routine. It was rather simple, yet complicated, yet done in a way that was his and his alone. He would wake up early in the morning and turn on the light in the bedroom. The morning sun would not yet have come up while he walked around his home for a while before exciting the front door with a wide yawn. He would stretch as he paced towards the front gate, and then crack his knuckles before beginning his run through the quiet neighborhood that was his own. That run would take an hour, sometimes two if he was feeling particularly ene...
Submitted to Contest #23
There had been times when Alicia despised living in the city. Granted that moving there was her idea against her friends and families own thoughts, she decided to learn to either love or hate the city on her own. And hate the city she did. If it wasn't for the office of her dream job residing there, in the middle of times square, she would have packed up and moved back home months ago. But instead she decided to give living in New York a shot and chase the dream she had dreamt since she knew what a dream was. But now, staring wide eyed at a ...
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