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Weekly Contest #342
His body violently shivered as he lay on his side in a ball like an animal protecting himself from the elements. The jumpsuit did nothing for warmth; the thin, unwelcoming mat pressed cold against his skin. His stomach roared with cramps from a hunger that couldn’t be satisfied. He felt every muscle fiber contracting, dying for relief from meth withdrawal. His cries had been silenced by the seasoned inmate trying to sleep on the bottom bunk. “Fuck man, I know you’re going through withdrawals, but goddamn, I’ve never heard anyone make as muc...
Weekly Contest #289
4:30 PMKyle: Tonights the night. I got the ring4:36 PMLiam: BRO!!! That’s awesome!! Keep me updated.4:45 PMKyle: Am I supposed to be this nervous? How didyou feel before proposing to Maria?4:51 PMLiam: Oh yeah, I was a nervous wreck leading up to it. But then I relaxed in the moment. You know she lovesyou, she knows you love her. Try not to psych yourself out.4:58 PMKyle: Ive rehearsed it all in my head, just afraid I’ll forgetin the moment.5:03 PMLiam: Man, don’t even worry about that shit. Everything I rehearsed went out the fukk...
Weekly Contest #285
I awoke from my decades-long slumber when I heard the snapping of twigs and creaking of the surrounding wood and voices closer to me than I had heard in countless years. The cold January air penetrated my rusty, metal exterior and leaked through my old, flattened tires. The voice of a strange man pierced through the quiet. “Hey, Mom, what kind of tractor is this?” it asked, followed by happy children’s feet running past the collapsed barn that had become my tomb. “Kids, please be careful!” he exclaimed, and the pitter-patter of their f...
Weekly Contest #283
Snow fell outside the window of the busy mountain town cafe, adding another layer to the inches accumulated the previous day. The sidewalks outside the cafe were trodden by hurried feet, all rushing toward the gift shops lining the street. The sound of customers picking up and putting their coffee cups onto their ceramic saucers filled the air, and the delicious smells of holiday drinks would have put anyone in a cozy holiday mood. Benjamin sat alone in the corner, focused on his computer screen, which had windows open related to his ...
Weekly Contest #281
“Unit 12, K9 Arrow, 10-8, status clear,” my partner, Officer Cole Parker, said over the radio. Something felt different about him that day. He was typically so focused and sharp on the job, but that day, he was much more attentive to me than usual. His gaze lingered on me, and the vibrations from his tight grip on my leash made me feel his anxiety. I tilted my head to the side when dispatch’s response came through. “Unit 12, 10-4. Have a safe shift, and Merry Christmas,” she said, her voice muffled from the radio. The car became quiet. My pa...
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