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Submitted to Contest #315
TW: Miscarriage, medical trauma/gore I wasn’t ready for Rhett’s birth. How could I be, when it had only been sixteen weeks?It was like my body was rejecting him, but in doing so, my body was rejecting me. How could my body, supposedly the perfect house for my baby, betray me?When he was born, the midwife handed him to me in a white towel covered in stars and moons. He moved his arm and gasped. He wasn’t developed enough to open his eyes.And then he left us. It was less than a minute. It was the most important minute of my life. A minute I of...
Submitted to Contest #207
“Cut!” The woman stood an inch from the man’s face. Her expression was one of scorn. Laura found it hard to believe she was acting, her face seemed so sincere. It was the man that eventually broke eye contact with her first and stormed off the set. He pushed through the people that sidestepped, letting him through. The cameraman rolled his eyes. The mic guy huffed. But no one said anything. Laura sucked in a breath. Yikes. She was sitting on a seat at the back of the hustle, an onlooker, watching with all the wonder of a new...
Shortlisted for Contest #202 ⭐️
Cara lifted the eyelid open, gripping the upper lash between her fingers. She used her other hand to squeeze super glue underneath it and watched it settle over the eyeball. She carried out the same on the other eye. She looked at the woman’s face. Despite being in her early twenties, her greying skin made her look ten years older. Cara pressed her own lips into a thin line. In her field of work, she was used to many a corpse, but she’d never felt more of a connection that she did to this one. Maybe it was because, in another life,...
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