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Weekly Contest #346
-Bullying.- “No one even likes you.” Deidre froze with her carefully poised brush against the end of her slipper. She had been previously hoping whatever she thought she knew about color theory and silk wasn’t going to betray her getting the color just right. “Because you’re disgusting.” The Voice continued when the reaction didn’t fulfill whatever quota was being chased this time. Doing her best to appear unfazed, she silently continued her task. “Everyone knows real ballerinas don’t need to do anything to their gear. They just are.” A...
Weekly Contest #186
“I exist” Quietly at first, cranked out with all the rust and strain of century-old water pumps, that Brigid had no business hoarding in her throat. They were for her 17 years. Not yet. Not if you asked any of her 50 some odd or she stopped counting when they started touching her. Oops, there she goes again. Dishing out too much. Mixing her metaphors and that’s not what it means? I doubt any of them would be listening anyway. No one looked at her, yet all eyes glared in the direct spotlight of her direction. “I exist?!" Mom’s gasps wer...
Weekly Contest #79
There is no word yet created to describe the kind of unexpected and sudden bewilderment that comes from a random notification from someone you have not spoken to in years. What do they want? Do you respond? Do you torture them or exercise grace? Thoughts flooded my head faster than my heart was surely beating. My head swam dizzy with uncertainty as I stared at this alien alert on my screen. How much time had passed I was unsure. Feeling that it was impossible to respond in this condition I put on some coffee. Good ol’ coffee. There for me co...
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