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Weekly Contest #274
It’s incredible how fate is resourceful and the lives of people intertwine in the strangest of ways. Everyone had heard of Christopher in Sundown Bayou, a small fishing town off the coast of southern New Zealand. As a boy, he’d roamed the village on his little yellow bicycle, sometimes alone and wandering and sometimes selling his mother’s homemade jars of preserves. At fifteen, he had sold his bicycle for a small sum, bought a second hand pair of sailing shoes and wasn’t seen again for seventeen years. Years passed and some things cha...
Weekly Contest #273
“Don’t tell anyone, yeah?”Peter side-eyed Ella, who looked like she was ready to smack Omar’s nose through his skull.“¡Madre de Dios! Don’t tell - ?”Being the oldest of their group, Peter and Omar naturally looked towards Ella for leadership and Peter could tell Ella’s reaction dismayed Omar.“He said he'd pay me back three times over! We could be rich in no time!” Peter almost laughed. Like twelve year olds could ever be rich. Especially not those who lived in the ghettos of Los Angeles.“Of course he did, moron! He was conning you!”“Hey!”“Oh...
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