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Weekly Contest #63
The ground remained hidden under the multiplex shades of orange that shifted every now and then when the blowing wind meets it and sweeps it up taking it to places. The air felt chillier than usual on that morning but that never stopped her from taking a step in the world outside of her warm and fragrant cottage. She rarely enjoyed the cinnamon burning on the stove early morning, but she never complained. The morning felt special in a way every morning does to someone who is introduced to the subject for the first time. She took a fo...
Weekly Contest #61
I woke up to the alarm ringing in the background as usual and rubbing my eyes the first thing I check is my calendar. It became more of a habit over time rather than an obligation to start the day and get things going. My hands stilled on my eyes as they darted across the screen and read the event highlighted in blood-red colour. My heart skipped a beat and leaped out of the bed. Shit, shit, shit... the words ricocheted in my head. I have been dreading about the day for the past three weeks or maybe even before that and when the day has fina...
People tend to forget the memories they create over time and more often they forget the objects with whom they created those memories. It wasn't a small occurrence for the little girl when she first met the round-faced and blushed cheeks doll. She convinced her mother in an instant to buy the doll. She never let it away from her eyesight when she was little. She clutched it to its body and placed it close to her heart like she was cooing a child. She would sing and talk to it. She washed her pink polka dots dress daily and she would comb its...
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