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She glanced down at the tiny, little baby placed on her chest. A tuft of black hair and white as the moon; her second chance in life. She would be the best mother - she would show them all that she was the best mother. She would make it her life's work. "Again, read story again". She laughed and said, "We've already read this story many many times. My mouth is so tired of reading this story. But you know what I will read it once more because I am the best mother". At 5, Anjie spent all her time with her mother as she was an only child and h...
Weekly Contest #72
Everyone turned to look at me as the last line of the Will was read out. Gasps and hushed whispers. “Do what?” “Can she really?” “What was he thinking?” Mum reached out and held my fingers tightly, “You don't have to do this.” She didn't know that I indeed had to. My future depended on what this unknown grinch had left for me. I was running out of time and money and I needed to do this. He’d spent his entire life staying away from us and now he seemed determined to collect. They say that she was the love of his life; the daughter who looked ...
December 2020 I couldn't explain this overwhelming desire and passion fused with disgust and repugnance that filled my mind and body. I looked at his eyes filled with lust and longing as I reached out to him to quench my thirst. I was sickened and exhilarated. He made me excited but terrified. I wondered if she was calling him right now and waiting for him to pick up the phone that was on mute. He was mine this evening. I had him all to myself for a few hours but was it worth it? I could lose everything but wasn't this all I had wanted?&nb...
Weekly Contest #70
I was convinced that I could make amends for what I had done. I spent all my days and nights fixated on how to correct this. When I was five years old I remember being seated in the passenger seat of the car with my father on the long drive through the mountains. Meandering routes climbing uphill into the dark green hills. The mist came down early one afternoon and it was as if we were surrounded by white clouds. I could not see the way forward but my father kept going through the mist. He looked straight ahead with such focus I had never se...
Dr. Ismail Mohamed squinted at the headline of the news article on the screen in front of him; ‘Some women now found to be pregnant……’. He did not want to read further or look at the comments or the reactions to the article. He could imagine the hostility and the denial that would be unleashed yet again. He could almost feel the scars from the past year opening up, blood trickling out and his wounds re-emerging. The professional jealousies turning into scorn and ridicule. The plans to destroy him and a lifetime of good work. The readiness to...
Weekly Contest #68
We sat on the beach and watched a glorious sunrise. The sand was slightly damp from a shower of rain earlier that morning. As the sun rose higher and higher in the sky we promised to stay in touch. Jenna and I had been friends for several decades. We had picked up the same ragged bunny in kindergarten and refused to give it to the other. The compromise had been to play together. I wanted bunny to make tea and Jenna wanted bunny to go climb a mountain. As we grew up we always wanted different things and somehow that was how we remained friend...
Celeste and Damien were the life and soul of any party. She loved to walk around the room and chat with friends, colleagues and acquaintances. He loved to see how happy he could make her by being at her side. A couple that complemented each other in every way. They had met at a mixers event in the city. She flirted and gushed. He smiled and listened. He gave her his attention and she received his affection. A few months later they had moved in together and a year later they bought a house together. “I killed her,” admitted Damien. Peter gasp...
Weekly Contest #67
‘Coupla Constructions’‘I’ve been here fifteen minutes already. How much longer should I wait!’ texted David. He stretched out his arms and sighed. He tapped his phone on his knee, bent forward to change the radio station in the car and then leant back into his seat. He sighed again. This is what happens when I respond to messages in online forums. Bing. He looked down at his phone and saw the response, ‘Babe, just leave. I can think of something more fun we can do together. Winking face’. I really need to tell her that we both need to move o...
Weekly Contest #66
Head held high “It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat”, Donald grunted. I stayed silent. I couldn’t agree with him or disagree with him. We had 24 hours to get this done and I needed him. “I suppose you could be right”, I said. “Could be?” “Is it that hard for you to admit when you’re done for?”, Donald said. I laughed. “Dragged into the arena against my will. Definitely sounds like defeat to me. Should we get a move on - it's half past ten already.” Donald had spent his whole life running circles around ev...
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