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Weekly Contest #348
Da dun. Confused, I open my eyes to darkness. I swallow; the sound is the only thing heard.Da dun.Well, apart from my heartbeat. The pillow is uncomfortable.I turn my head. Where am I? My elbows touch walls on each side of my body. Lying on my back, I am wearing dress shoes—shoes while sleeping?They’re too tight.This should terrify me more.Da dun da dun.I wiggle my toes, then my fingers.Why can’t I see anything? My chest thightens. "H-Hello? Anyone there?" Biting my lip, I taste a tinge of blood.Da dun dun. A trickle of sweat runs down my ne...
Weekly Contest #342
Smiling, as if he hadn't just short-circuited her brain with his touch. Eric stays too close for just another second. His cinnamon-peppery scent lingers as he moves back a little. He’s been playing her like that for weeks, and she knows it. Teasing her while consistently dragging down her walls. One by one. Day by day, week by week. Like holding a gigantic shield over her head: I am here. I am staying. Starting minutes before their first non-date, when her hand gripped nothing, expecting the handle of her cello case, forgetting the shoulder ...
Weekly Contest #341
Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive themes including eating disorders, mental health struggles, trauma, unclear boundaries, power imbalances, and references to near-death experiences. Reader discretion is advised.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------Tide, Fall season – first year of University Hi,I won’t say dear, that’s not fitting.Also, no name. I remember it, of course – just no one mentioned you for a really long time. And if I did, I got really weird looks. Which, honestly, I don’t un...
Weekly Contest #318
Content warning: emotional abuse, rejection, family pressure, strong language. Their gaze hits the colorful ceiling lying in dusk, as they throw their head back. Watching light and shadow intertwine, dancing for a spot, their back hits the ground. Why does life have to suck? Why can’t it be like this scene? Serenity in the evening sun? They sigh. Stacked up on each level are blooms of life in various forms and sizes. Amidst the droplets of dew, they lie. Staring at this beautiful arrangement of waving greens, they can never get enough of – ...
Weekly Contest #317
Staircase to Nowhere? Students Report Vanishing Passage at Midnight.Seventeen students insist the stairs lead to nowhere from the upper floors of the Red Stone University library, after midnight – though details differ by witness. Can you trust a staircase to take you where you need to go? The night-owls of Red Stone University claim the opposite after spending Tuesday night at the 24/7 study hall. Although exam season has yet to begin, a few professors have already set their deadlines before Christmas. Originally intended as a relief from t...
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