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Submitted to Contest #89
The dizzy morning sun reassured her of all that was to come. Jasmine had barely slept, an uneasy cold sensation had settled down in her gut and no matter how hard she focused, it wouldn’t budge.She had deserved the once-in-a-lifetime-opportunity, then why was she hesitant?These weren’t nervous issues or the growl of home-sickness. In fact, she was all prepared to leave her family behind and seize the 2021 Pixel award with her fellow colleagues. Today was the day, she would be set free to achieve her ambition, to make her long-forgotten dream...
Submitted to Contest #88
The old woman sighed sorrowfully and then pretended a smile which was broken in the creases that had formed on her old, frail face. Her wide blue eyes with a touch of mascara stared at the sky, the sun was beaming, its rays attacking any viewer however, Mrs. Gray didn't flinch. She stared hard at grey clouds, the sparrows flying by and the vast ocean of blue stretching above her head. She let our another sigh and brought her lips to sip the coffee, she was warming her palms with. As soon as she took a sip, the hot liquid poured itself dow...
Submitted to Contest #49
The rays of the morning sun found their way through the window despite the curtains, (from a small creek that Ruby had forgotten to cover last night). If those streaks of sunlight had eyes, they would see an old lady in deep sleep, not that her face wasn’t covered with thin white sheets but, looking around the bedroom, one could certainly say that she was an antique piece. We can learn a lot about people just by looking in their personal space. Let me give you an example of this room. The nasty but captivating smell of reserpine filled the a...
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