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Weekly Contest #58
From where I stand, I take a glimpse of the black box, it moves up and down at the mercy of buttons. The buttons circular but, deceitful claws that trick you into your doom, the doors thick two sided monsters ready at any minute to eat you up.A red sign with the word ‘DANGER!’ takes over my eyesight warning me of the worst, it’s the color of blood but not the vivid red of the freshly spilled, it is more of a browning red as if old blood. I try to go towards the stairs however, a similar sign is placed there. I can’t take the risk. Perhaps, h...
Weekly Contest #55
“I was there the day your parents fell off the bridge…”HUH?Stefan solely decides to bring something as decisive as this 4 or 5 seasons later, completely disregarding the effect of concealing such a huge revelation from Elena. He spends almost all his time snogging her but wouldn’t dare reveal the truth that she so deserves to know. This is the reason why I’m always going to be a Delena fan. I honestly can’t fathom what goes on in these writer’s minds! With every new season are shocking and unexpected twists. Last week, I found out that Stefa...
Weekly Contest #53
I stare at the surrounding through the window, the sunlight makes rainbow diamonds that dance upon the canvas while the wind pushes the car with no avail. In the silence I could hear the wind sweeping around and the breeze moving back and forth making my long, curly and brown hair fall into my face. The car moves over the highway, light on full beam since Abba couldn’t see well and was stubborn to put on his driving glasses. I watch over the yellow but bright light on the sky, the road is a black velvet ribbon draped over twilight hills, I b...
Weekly Contest #52
In exactly 364 days, 8 hours, 6 minutes and 30 seconds would be the intended crowning father had talked about since I turned 4. He wouldn’t sing me lullabies when I would cry but instead talked to me about how it was my unavoidable destiny to rule over the peasants and take over his throne. I dreamed about the throne every night, the chair was carved of fine oak, crested with several jewels, the decorative metals formed an elegant coat of arms. Every child asked Santa to either bring them a toy car or a superhero model on Christmas but I alw...
Weekly Contest #51
I look up at the defiant, calm and serene sky ‘the dome of our existence,’ as we called it, the star constellations always had some sort of pattern as if God had sprinkled them so sweet upon the perfect black birthday cakes. “That’s a unicorn, look at the horns,” the voice of Zoya echoed through my ears. Just like her name she brought life into me, we always argued about how her parents knowingly named her that, they knew she would bring life into us. As always, she stubbornly tried point out that the pattern formed a unicorn while I always ...
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