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Weekly Contest #81
It wasn't easy living a double life. Having two faces and only showing one. Spinning around the city by night and trudging across the bustle and hustle of the streets by day. Yet, it was the life I chose. I wanted to help people. I wanted to save the world. It could be lonely sometimes, but that was the choice I'd made. Besides, there was only one person who'd ever caught my eye and it had been years since I saw her. Technically, we never officially met, I saved her from an explosion caused by a leaky pipe and she looked right at me. Her g...
Weekly Contest #80
There was no one at the front desk. The phone was hanging off its cord, coffee splattered all over the desk and weirdly, a lone shoe was propped up on the printer. There was no security either which seemed odd to Ivan. This was a top government building. Last time he was here, he'd been eyed at least three times on top of being asked a million questions. Now? There was nothing. A quiet hush waved over him making him wonder if this was a dream. He leaned forward and rang the bell and waited. There was no answer. Security remained elusiv...
Weekly Contest #78
The third time my boyfriend dumped me his parting blow was, "I'm sorry, babe, you're just... boring.""Boring how?" I asked him. "Like, in terms of compatibility or how interesting I am."He titled his head to one side, fingers on his chin like he was in deep thought. My ego wilted in preparation for his answer, like an ant cowering in the presence of an overhead foot."Both," he said because crushing my ego was easy as pie for him. "It's both.""How?" I challenged him. "I'm an interesting person. I do things. I like art. I…"He gave me a pitying...
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