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Submitted to Contest #95
"Hi? No. Hello? What's up? God, I'm sick of it. I'm sick of myself."She hopelessly stared at the deserted page that was supposed to be a response to an email from her colleague.Deep breaths and an hour later, she managed to send a reply consisting of a “Thank you” and a great amount of remorse since she missed a comma after "Hi"Her face sank in her hands, sitting over hurled dresses. Various shades of black, but it wasn't making it any easier to pick."This one is comfortable," she said, gazing at her reflection dressed in a black, baggy jump...
Submitted to Contest #91
I'm never going to read fiction.This is more than just a rule I've obliged myself to follow, more than just my moral, more than anything.I'll live this way till I die.Nothing can make me alter the way I think.It's been twenty-five years of my existence, and I haven't even once regretted not reading outrageous fantasies.Anyway, I'm on my way now, to the library.I need a decent book since it's winter break and I don’t know how else to kill the time.There's no need for me to tell you what kind of editions I read. Why is it so cold?They almost m...
Submitted to Contest #89
"What's your favourite colour, Amelia?" "Pink!" "Your favourite fruit?" "Strawberry!" "What do you want to be when you grow up?" "A scientist!" They asked the same boring questions, and Amelia would answer them with the same prepared answers along with her naive enthusiasm. The girls would fight her over liking pink more. Her servants would bring her baskets of strawberries, and the grown-ups always praised her for choosing to be a scientist in their abundant gatherings. "What is a scientist?" that was what nobody asked her, a good t...
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