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Submitted to Contest #103
Pre:This a bit of a weird/different take on the prompt. I hope it's acceptable.Start: This feels so good. I never knew that I was made for this. I dance and I can't stop. What a feeling! My blood flows and I wish it to flow faster. I lose my breath and every time I feel like I am going to fall, I get a shot of adrenaline and get reset like an old child's toy. This seems like a great exercise to lose weight. I should check my weight afterwards. Who knows, Fat old man Sean could be the next newspaper highlight. I can see it now, "Man...
Submitted to Contest #102
I woke up this morning with a headache haunting my peace. I had gotten up earlier than usual and decided against getting ready for school just yet. I left my room which is right next to the stairs leading down to the living room and kitchen. I was going to head down to see if I could scavenge some breakfast for myself when my eyes noticed something awfully strange; the staircase was covered in some black coating. On closer inspection, It looked like hair or fur to be exact. I decided not to think about it and blamed the dog. Even tho...
CW: mental abuse, child murder We are merely ants who believe the world to be ours. But surely no ant would ever hurt its own kind to portray its view of reality. Then why do we humans step over each other for our desire to be seen better than those around us? The story that I am about to tell you is of a girl and a boy, of a man and a woman, of love and hate. Their names are not important to the tale. A lot of places to choose from but I choose the start: ...
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