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Weekly Contest #193
The phone rings. I am assuming on the other end my Dad is calling to wish me a happy birthday. “Hey Gram!”. “ Thank you!”. “Mom is throwing me a party later, are you able to come?”. “Awesome! I cannot wait to see you Gram, we are going to have so much fun! I hope you like cake because mom got a big one!” “Okay Gram, I will see you later, love you bye!”. The phone rings again, I am sure it is Dad this time. “Hey Mike and Mrs. Baker!”. “Thank you, it’s too bad you cannot come to my party later Mike, it is going to be so much fun!”. “A gift?! W...
Today is the day of Melanie Blake's funeral. The only difference between this funeral and other funerals, is the fact that there is no body to bury, no body to say goodbye to, no explanation as to why there was cause for a funeral in the first place. Melanie's family, the town of Misty Falls, and myself, being that I was her best friend, have waited two years for an explanation as to what happened the night she went missing. What we thought would be a nice evening at the Misty Falls Public Park, watching the sunset, practicing catching and p...
Weekly Contest #73
Just last week, I received a call that my grandfather had passed away. This news hit me very hard, especially because my grandfather and I were so close. His funeral will take place at the end of this week, but today, all who were involved in his life, are to meet and go over his will. Once I arrive at the meeting, it is clear that everyone's hearts are heavy with sorrow, including mine. We sit. We wait. No one speaks. After what seems like an eternity, an older gentleman enters the room, with a briefcase. Inside this briefcase is my grandfa...
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