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Weekly Contest #31
“I’m off to the corner store!” I called from downstairs. “We’re nearly out of bread.” “Don’t take too long!” Marie said. “I won’t!” I slung my coat on and ran out of the house. We didn’t actually need bread. I needed to get out. We were only staying there because of all the reports of paranormal activity. Marie loved her ghosts. You were supposed to be able to see ghosts by taking photos of a place. If a strange orb or unexplainable blue light showed up on your camera or phone, it was a ghost. Different orbs meant di...
Weekly Contest #26
Disclaimer: the names towards the end are made up by combining two names. Please do NOT consider any of these for a child or character. Calling a child one of these will ruin their life, and using one of them for a character is plain stealing unless you ask permission.'Erica was terribly bored of her name. Erica Mary Smith. Could it get any worse? '"Mom," she declared one day, marching out of her room. "I don't like my name...
Weekly Contest #23
I could practically feel icicles forming under my nose as the blizzard swirled around me. My knees buckled under me; at least I thought they did. I had lost feeling in most of my body a while ago. My snowshoes hadn’t given up on me yet but they would soon. Just minutes earlier a misstep had plunged me under the ice and into the frozen water. The water had filled my lungs, and, as darkness closed in around me, light rushed into my face. I had somehow clawed my way out of it, but it had felt. . . strange. It was a near death experience, though...
Weekly Contest #19
Warning: Some gruesome imagery.I plopped down in front of the tv. The simulation was working smoothly so far, but the tv was often buggy. The simulation in question was a reconstruction of an American house in 2023, right before Mr. Trump, in his second term, had lost his sanity and fired nukes at Russia, who retaliated brutally. I sighed, grabbing the remote on the arm of the soft chair I was sitting in. “H-he-h-h-hello-hello and Good Morning America!” The cheery host proclaimed after an initial glitch. “I’m Rob Daniels and this i...
Weekly Contest #17
“My name is Daya Cromwell, and welcome to Thanksgiving 3024! As families are no longer a social construct, you will proceed to the nearest ‘Thanksgiving house’ and the people inside are your family for today!” Daya’s preppy voice sounded from the T.V. I sighed. I hated Thanksgiving! What was the point of it, anyways? It was supposed to ‘keep up morale’ but everyone I knew hated it. “If you don’t know what to do, simply turn on the T.V. at 2000 hours and follow along with our actors! Thank you for listening, and have a lo...
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