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Weekly Contest #58
Approaching the elevator, Bethany breathed out a sigh of relief. A cup of scalding hot tea in her left hand, a bowl of cereal in her right, and a plate with a wholewheat bagel precariously balanced on top of it made the walk from the cafeteria a little challenging. With her right elbow, Bethany pressed the "Up" button on the elevator panel and turned towards the table against the back wall. The paper cup had no protective sleeve on it, and Bethany's fingers started playing the piano, trying to get a reprieve from the hot surface. Just as s...
Weekly Contest #57
Liam knocked at the door twice, second-guessing himself. After all, the past few days with Olivia had been fantastic. "Stay strong!" Liam reminded himself and cleared his throat. A tall brunette with legs for miles answered the door. "Liam," she said in acknowledgment, opening the door wider. Before entering room number 2005, Liam looked to his left, to his right, and then to his left again as if he was about to cross the street. Aside from a maid pushing a cart filled with cleaning supplies, the hallway was empty. Quickly combing th...
Weekly Contest #56
One year, ten months, and two weeks. That is how long I have been away from home. Deployed. Overseas. It felt like an eternity. But now I am on my way from the airport. Finally. Oh, how I cannot wait to hold my wife again. And meet our little boy. Ben was born about eight months after I left. We did not even know Becky was pregnant when I was shipping out. With a bouquet of flowers in hand, I knock on the door. I have the key, but this is our routine. It has been since I deployed for the first time. I would knock, and Becky would c...
Weekly Contest #54
"I am not sure how much longer I will be able to hold on for," Laura re-read the last sentence one more time before putting the worn-out piece of paper back underneath a clay pot in the corner of the room. "It seems like it all began so long ago," she thought to herself and sighed as she stared out the window. Laura read that note probably a few dozen times throughout the past several years. In the beginning, she could not finish reading the letter without sobbing uncontrollably. With time, however, the number of tears she shed during ...
Weekly Contest #52
After a twelve-hour shift at the hospital, Rosa was more than ready to go home, put her feet up, and fall asleep in front of the TV. She dreamed of a frozen meal comprised of mystery meat, gluey potatoes, and mushy peas, which to prepare, would only require her to push a couple of buttons on the microwave. Unfortunately, the reality was starkly different - waiting for her at home were her elderly parents that needed around-the-clock care. Her father suffered from Parkinson’s and her mother from dementia. Rosa, being the only child, was th...
JULY 27th, 2020.Today marks the first day of my honeymoon. As I turn onto my left side, I see my best friend sleeping peacefully. Gently I push away the covers and step onto the floor, hoping that it will not creak. Not everyone is an early riser like me, and that is OK. I throw the blue satin robe from the armchair over my shoulders, grab my diaries and a pen, and then promptly sneak out onto the balcony overlooking the ocean.The sun has not come out yet, but you can already see the orange hue poking out from behind the horizon. The honeymo...
Weekly Contest #50
Just like any other weekday afternoon, seven-year-old Lizzie was walking home from school with two of her friends who lived nearby. Yoli was tall and slim, while Dorothy was short and pudgy. Lizzie was slim but only as tall as Dorothy. All three girls had brown hair, but of different hues and lengths. Yoli’s ochre braid reached down all the way to her waist. Dorothy sported a seal brown bob, while Lizzie had a sepia-colored pixie cut. The distance between school and the girls’ houses was a little over half a mile. The town, in which they l...
Weekly Contest #49
“The surgical waiting area is located on the 5th floor,” the female nurse with a pixie cut informed Tim after his mother got wheeled away. Tim thanked her and walked out of the pre-operative holding area towards the hospital bookstore on the first floor. The surgical team he met with mentioned the procedure might take a few hours. Apparently, putting screws into bones that are falling apart is not easy. The doctor did not ease Tim’s worries about his mother, but Tim appreciated honesty. There was nothing worse than to expect the best and t...
Nina was nearing the café at which she was to meet Gabriella when her phone vibrated. It was a text from her bestie saying that she was running 15 minutes late. Nina rolled her eyes, let out a deep sigh, and placed her phone back in her jacket pocket without replying. Gabriella was late for almost everything in her life, including her own birth. The doctors had to induce labor two weeks after she was initially due.“Knowing her, it will be more like 30 minutes. Or more,” Nina thought to herself and frowned.Realizing that she had some time to ...
Weekly Contest #44
It was time to say “Goodbye.” For the third or fourth time today. These two did not want to part. Holding each other tight, Mark and Monica locked their lips in a passionate kiss. Just like every other time when their lips met, it was just the two of them. Nothing else around them mattered. Mark lifted his girlfriend’s head and looked straight into her eyes.“I love you,” he whispered.“I love YOU,” Monica replied and burrowed her face into his chest.“I will see you soon,” Mark said, trying to comfort her as he was getting ready to go through ...
Weekly Contest #42
Simon entered the train station with a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a hand-made sign in the other. In red, big, bold letters, the text spelled out a female name. Arielle. He looked up at the clock above the tunnel leading down to platform number four and then down at his wristwatch. The first one had just struck 4 o’clock while the latter was two minutes ahead. Placing the flowers and sign gently on a nearby bench, Simon adjusted his watch to have it match the big station clock down to the second. He cleared his throat, picked the flow...
Weekly Contest #32
TOMWith his parents out of town, in Thailand, for their wedding anniversary, Tom decided to host a party. It did not take long to convince his next-door neighbor – Travis, to get him a couple of kegs of beer. Travis liked to have fun, and he did not believe in restricting others from enjoying themselves. Matt managed to also bring in a bottle of vodka he stole from his parent’s liquor cabinet.After a keg stand, a swig of vodka, and a round of beer pong, Tom came up with a brilliant idea. Through the attic, he climbed onto the roof.“Shit!” Tr...
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