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Submitted to Contest #315
I eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch every day. Mom used to make them for me, but now I do it by myself in the morning: one slice of Pepperidge Farm white bread, creamy peanut butter (I hate crunchy), Smucker’s grape jelly, and another slice of bread to finish. I cut the crusts off afterwards, and snack on them as my breakfast. Sometimes, I cut off a little extra to eat on the walk to school. I’d say I’m an expert at making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches now. I made one for Dad yesterday and he said it was the best sandwich...
Submitted to Contest #184
What happened shouldn't be surprising, considering this happens every time. And yet, the sight of my brother lying on the ground dead makes me want to lie down next to him and die too. In my city, blackouts are more common than car crashes. No one knows why they happen, but every time the lights go out everyone knows that someone's gonna die. The blackouts started in March last year. It's now June, and the 15 month anniversary of the first death. She wasn't even from here, but I guess place of origin doesn't matter for most killers. She u...
Submitted to Contest #182
I am well aware of my paranoia. I’ve always known that I was overly cautious, when I was peeking around the corner before exiting my room or questioning the teachers when they were trying to help me. But now, no one can tell me that I’m being dramatic or being paranoid. They cannot deny the fact that there IS somebody following me and somebody plotting my demise. The past few months, something has been off. At first, I would just hear footsteps behind me when walking around at night. I never saw anyone, but I could sense another presence...
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