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Submitted to Contest #22
Sarah Haj-Hariri The Night They Met Isabelle twirled in front of her oversized mirror, admiring her sparkly, red dress and her long, curled, brown hair “Isabelle! Come on! The car is going to turn into a pumpkin if you don’t hurry!” Isabelle’s best friend, Maureen, was always in a dramatic rush. She did everything she could to save time and arrive early. For example, she had cut her blond, curly hair short just to save time. This annoyed Isabelle, who liked to take her time, and she hated to arrive early, especially for parties. Tonight...
Submitted to Contest #19
Sarah Haj=HaririSarahaj03@yahoo.comWriting Prompt: Write a short story about a shop that takes place over a span of years.Footprints in the Snow. Footprints in the Snow “I love this ice cream parlor,” Nancy said with a great deal of enthusiasm. “I mean, the floors are old, dark wood, the structure is sturdy, the wallpaper is blue and white stripes, the fireplace is marble, and clean, and looks old. I’ve never seen a fireplace at an ice cream parlor! And the fountain...
Submitted to Contest #18
THAT MYSTERY MAN Dorothy rushed home in her red, VW Bug, speeding through yellow lights, accelerating, braking, listening to random songs on the radio. Her blond hair was frizzy and messy. “Who is this man?” she asked aloud. This photo cannot be real, she thought. She loved the coat that she had just bought for twenty dollars at the secondhand shop she frequented, and there had to be a logical explanation for what she had found in the pocket. She mostly liked this coat, b...
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