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Weekly Contest #304
Content Warning: This story contains strong language, graphic imagery related to death and decomposition, psychological tension, and themes of emotional and psychological manipulation. Reader discretion is advised. BAM, BAM, BAM!"Open up! I know you're in there!""What the heck?" I muttered, jerking my neck toward the sound.BANG! BANG! "Writer Girl, I said open the door!"My fingers hovered over the keyboard as I contemplated ignoring the knock and finishing my next book, All About Geoff, or stopping to answer the door.THUD… THUD, THUD! "Dang....
Weekly Contest #303
Trigger Warning: This story contains references to childhood abuse, emotional trauma, and verbal aggression. Please read with care. BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG! "Open up! I know you're in there!"BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!As I sat at the table editing my next book, All About Geoff, I was rudely interrupted by someone obsessively banging and yelling at my front door.BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG! "Writer Girl, I said open the door!"BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!... BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!I paused mid-sentence. Instinctively, my head tu...
Weekly Contest #302
UNTIL IT HAPPENS AGAIN “Naw, this ain’t gonna work,” I muttered. “You can’t let him disrespect you like that and get away with it.” Aimlessly, I paced from the bed to the door and back again. Tears blurred my vision, and my head pounded like a drum, full of thoughts of vengeance.“I gotta talk to someone before I do something I might regret,” I declared, my chest heaving as a deep breath escaped my lips.RING!A lump of remorse tightened my throat as I pressed the speaker button.“He-Hello?” I paused after my voice cracked, fighting back tears. ...
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