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Submitted to Contest #99
A blank piece of paper sat in front of her, lying on the desk. She didn’t usually write on paper, but this was an emergency. Her thoughts were racing, and she was desperately trying to find an idea somewhere, anything would work at this point. She began to hyperventilate, taking deep breaths to try and calm herself down. “A manuscript due in four days and all I have in front of me in an untitled document! Blank!” She was breathing hard now, desperately trying to calm herself down. “I’m screwed” she whispered to herself. “Sure looks like...
Submitted to Contest #95
He was sweet, nice, and attractive. He protected me when I needed it most. He was a Prince Charming, desired by all, and I was his princess. I was his Cinderella, his Snow White. When he asked me to marry him, I didn’t think much of it. I didn’t think at all. “Yes!” I had been so excited then, accepting it without thought. 10 years later, and I have never regretted my decision more. 10 years before, the day of the engagement “We’re getting married!” I yelled, flashing my ring to my mother. Mom laughed, shifting in her seat.&nbs...
Submitted to Contest #93
Content warning: drug use The snow looks white from afar. Pure white. But the closer you get to it, the more you can see that it’s actually grey. The snow looks white from where I’m standing. * I can’t stand here forever in this book store, right across from where there’s a party going on just underneath my feet. People must have started drinking by now. Some might be high. It doesn’t matter. Maybe I can’t go to this party after all. Maybe I’m not ready. But I suppose I have to at some point, I have to ge...
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