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Weekly Contest #308
*contains themes of violence* I heavily regret my actions. Atrociously. Abysmally. If there were more adjectives I could think of, I would’ve included them. The phrase “and it was all just a dream” could be perfect right now. It was just a simple brush aside, and nothing mattered anymore. But that happened in movies, and books, and short stories as a quick ending, and you could stop caring about what happens next because it didn’t truly matter. It was a dream anyways. Except I wasn’t reading, or watching a cheap movie or show. I was stuck ...
Weekly Contest #284
I stared at the picture. My mind was racing. One would expect a gift card on Christmas day, I think. From an outsider's perspective, it wasn't that crazy. A man, a woman, and in between them, a baby. The man was my father, the woman was his girlfriend, and the baby was now my half sister. "Oh." "You have a half sister," my father grinned in front of me, expectant. "Yeah I can see that," I muttered, unable to help myself. I was shocked that whatever filter that I had in my brain was short-circuiting. Maybe that's why he inv...
Weekly Contest #260
My shoes squeaked on the wood floor, and the repeated whispered mantra, "hurry hurry hurry shit," bounced around in my brain. I nearly tripped over the door way as it slammed shut behind, and in one smooth rhythm, jammed the key into the hole and ran down the stairs. I could hear the rumble of the car, parked at the edge of the sidewalk and waiting for me."Sorry, I know, I'm late," I gasped, tossing my bags into the backseat. I threw open the passenger door and slid in, sighing as the cool air blew into my neck."What took you so long?" My da...
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