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Submitted to Contest #182
BANG! The car door slammed loudly behind my next customer as she bounced into my taxi. I turned my head to see a woman no more than forty sitting in the back seat, staring at me with wide eyes through the rearview mirror. “Follow that car”, the stranger said, pointing towards the red Corsa adjacent to us. I turned my head around to the woman and through furrowed brows asked: “Huh? Why?” “There’s no time, just follow that car”, she said frantically as we both noticed the car in question rolling out of its parking space and beginning to ...
Submitted to Contest #181
The thick oak door flung shut behind us, leaving Keelan, Lucy, David, and me in the front room of my family’s cabin. The cabin itself was old, passed down from one generation to the other, but you must hand it to my mother, the decoration inside was far from dated. The cabin was placed right in the middle of nothingness, with no phone signal or neighbors for miles. It was the perfect place for a long overdue weekend away with some old friends. Being at a place so many times makes you forget how beautiful it actually was. But this wasn’t exac...
Submitted to Contest #178
“Ever Since I was young, I couldn’t have been more than six or seven, I’ve lived in fear. You’re probably sitting there thinking how much of a liar I am. I couldn’t be living in fear when I barely showed any emotion ever since you’ve known me. But that’s the thing Maureen, that’s what I fear. I fear letting myself feel anything because if I let myself feel anything good, I know how quickly it can be taken away. So, I choose to see the negativity in everything. And I know that makes me cynical and you’re probably hearing this and thinking how...
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