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Weekly Contest #84
While adjusting the sling of his assault M16 rifle on his shoulder, which once belonged to his late father, David watched his younger sister Aimee, who struggled to use the axe to split the woods for their fireplace. ‘If you grab the axe like this, it works better.’ He explained while showed her the proper use of the axe with both his hands.For Aimee, just ten years of age, the axe was hefty, so she said, ‘David, it is too heavy. You are older and stronger than me. Why don’t you split the woods?’‘Look, I am standing guard. I also want you to...
Weekly Contest #83
Though the weather bureau forecasted a calm and sunny day, dark clouds appeared on the horizon by morning, and sooner than the anglers expected, the sky cover with thick dark clouds. The sea was raving by noon and rained cats and dogs. Waves as tall as a two-story building rocked the small fishing trawler almost to a tipping point. The wind was powerful enough to lift a medium-sized man from the deck and threw him into the dark, angry waters. The four fishers stuck in the cabin and hanged to the frame to keep themselves from hitting the wall...
Weekly Contest #82
‘GC-0128, enter the room.’ The announcement loudly spilled out of the waiting room’s speakers. The call was formal with no pleasantries. Sarah, by hearing her serial number, stood and ambled toward the automatic sliding glass door. It was over thirty minutes that she was waiting there without knowing about the nature of her summon. She was just asked to be there, with no other information provided. The sliding glass door separated the waiting area from the interview room. By approaching the door, it silently slid to the left and opened. Sar...
Weekly Contest #81
Finally, after having a sad but hectic week, the funeral finished. The undertakers did a proper job in a short time. Her body was cremated, and her ash, left in a stylish urn and later placed in a tiny vault in an apartment-like tombs block at the cemetery. It was then ornamented with a golden plate, with her name carved on it with superb penmanship. That tomb became her final resting place. A place for the family and friends to gather, to remember her, and show their respects. Many of their family members and friends gathered at the f...
Weekly Contest #80
Monday, 22 November 2100 That morning, Noordwijk residents, a small and quiet town in the Netherlands, woke up by the pandemonium caused by a large group of journalists gathered at the European Space Agency’s headquarter. They were shadowed by scads of uniformed police officers. News trucks, each bearing the logo of their agency, with their satellite dishes opened and ready to send their reports back to their head office, clotted the streets surrounding the space agency. Excluding sports and fashion news channels, there were representatives...
Weekly Contest #79
The black hearse, carrying a large wooden casket, abruptly stopped at the narrow side street, causing three other cars following it to brake hard and halt bumper to bumper.Three young men, formally dressed in black suits, quickly got off the front car and walked toward the hearse to help its driver remove the casket. Soon an older woman stepped out, followed by eight more individuals from two other cars. They were all African American, dressed in black, and looked sad. It was a small private funeral procession.While the casket was being carr...
Weekly Contest #78
The boring life of BrianAs a long-life habit, though it was Saturday, Brian woke up at five. It was still dark, and the room cold. Brian stayed in bed and reluctantly reviewed his dreary life. There wasn’t a single thing in his entire life to make him proud. He was fifty years old, married once, which last for only two years, with no offspring. Since then, he had lived alone for the last fifteen years. Brian worked as an accountant in an import and export company for the last half a century. It was his first job and was going to be his last....
Weekly Contest #76
The show started with a close-up shot of the presenter. ‘Hi, I’m Ashlee Johnson. Thank you for watching our program- A chat with experts. Today we have Dr. Richard Prince as our guest in the studio.’ The third camera’s master shot feed with both the presenter and the guest appeared on the screen. Ashlee turned her attention toward Dr. Prince and said, ‘Dr. Prince, thank you for accepting our invitation.’ The second camera’s feed with a close-up shot of Dr. Prince came on the screen. ‘Thank you for having me.’ Dr. Prince said and ended his s...
Weekly Contest #75
It was the fourth session that Sarah had with Mr. And Mrs. Harvey. They had married for over thirty-five years, and their two daughters had grown up and left home for a long time. But now, instead of enjoying their life and freedom, Jim and Karen were fighting all the time. They both were tired of their miserable life, and each was blaming the other. They ultimately concluded there was only one option left for them, and it was to get a divorce. But their daughters were strongly opposed to their separation. Their older daughter made an appoin...
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