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Submitted to Contest #103
The DreamA murky day. The sky is painted in shades of gray. I sniffed a whiff of moist soil. The dry red brick walls dampened soaking up the secret droplets in the wet breeze. The smooth red-oxide floor began giving me goosebumps. I ran out the door, off the lawn, and launched on the rusty iron gate. The feeble slanting gate gasped and shrieked as I swung, torquing mercilessly with one foot on the ground. The trees turned darker and the road grew eerie. I stared far down the dusty narrow road looking for its usual blind spot but could see no...
Submitted to Contest #100
My heart skipped a beat when I saw her!! Nearly 15 years! The dwindling past now seems like someone else’s story. All those deep emotions of fond memories have evanesced… like the faint fragrance of dried potpourri flowers slowly losing their scent. We have not kept in touch. I wonder why! Actually, I know exactly why. While I was standing there pondering, her eyes met mine! I waved at her. She waved back. From feet away, I could see her eyes sparkling, like the big diamond ring on her finger. Engaged?! Married?! She walked towards me. ...
Submitted to Contest #99
Yesterday was New Year's eve. I drove to the beach, alone... to watch the sunset. The setting sun is metaphorically sad, yet hopeful like a year-end. Another day, another year, just around the corner. I watched the kids jumping up and down with the waves, laughing gleefully; their watchful parents fencing them to keep them safe. The tides grow stronger as the night draws closer. Lifeguards went around whistling and warning people to move towards the shore. I heard the distant clinks of a spatula hitting the iron pan; a fried-peanut trolley k...
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