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Weekly Contest #79
She could hear the second hand, tick, tick, tick. As the large hand swept across the number 12, another minute passed. When will this be over, what am I saying, I don’t want it to be over, I just want everything to go back to the way it was a year ago, when I didn’t know my daughter was sick. Sara sat on the large, padded rocking chair, it faced a window which, in any other life, she may have appreciated the scene, but right now the ocean waters made her feel more than seasick. The sickness was from watching her child slip through her finger...
Weekly Contest #78
Shelly walked along the dirt road determined to find a post office or at least a postage stamp. In the little town of Sayulita, Mexico, a quaint and bohemian-like town just forty minutes from Puerto Vallarta, she found it absurd that there was not one store who sold postage stamps. Her sandals were getting worn and dirty from walking through the colorful Mexican town. Sayulita was alive with history, vibrant colors, and food that to say was delicious was like saying the sky was vast. Looking for someone who had postage stamps for sale was ha...
Weekly Contest #54
The silence in the house was only broken by the frenzied and anguished sighs. Lauren was feeling defeated as she sat at her computer, wiping her tired eyes from staring at the screen too long. She took her $5 readers off and set them by the keyboard. I’m not sure why I started this, she thought. She thinks back, now I remember; it was that palm reader. Fifteen years ago, Lauren was sitting in a pub waiting for a friend when a woman came and began reading palms. She was obviously doing it to pay for her drinks, for this reason Lauren did no...
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