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Submitted to Contest #230
Siggy watched through the small opening of the door for his tiny human to come to bed. Christmas Eve was always a late one - she never wanted to go to sleep, too excited for what the next morning would bring. His ears pricked as her parents finally told her that ‘Santa won’t come if you stay up for much longer,’ and her little feet were running up the stairs faster than he could imagine. His tiny plush heart swelled at the thought of seeing his little monster once again, getting to cuddle with her for their favourite part of the night - stor...
She had bought the blasted thing last week and even now, she was unsure what compelled her to spend the money. For now she had a string of bad luck and a witty ghost who won't leave her apartment. Across the street from her apartment is an antique store. She had been returning from work, parallel parking her car outside the store when it caught her eye. The sun had hit it at just the right spot, blinding her temporarily as soon as she pulled up her handbrake. It was a mirror, just a small handheld thing, something that Ariel the Mermaid wou...
Submitted to Contest #224
The sun had barely risen when he returned home. He was welcomed by the smell of eggs and toast, signalling that Alex was making breakfast in the kitchen. The long night shift at the museum had taken its toll, and Jonah wanted nothing more than to fall into bed and sleep until dusk, when he would rise once again and head into work. Jonah dropped his bag by the door, kicked his shoes off and hung up his coat before he walked like a zombie to the kitchen, wrapping his arms around Alex and taking in his warmth. Alex melted into him, leaning his...
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