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Valiant David Branch

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The Three Friends

Weekly Contest #357

“Randy, I’m sorry. They couldn’t save him. They said he lost too much blood.” Mom said. Time stopped immediately. The air continued escaping my lungs; it didn’t come back. My head felt light and heavy at the same time. The room felt increasingly warm. Was it always this warm before? I dropped to my knees. The world around me shook. I tried to focus on Mom, but the world was getting blurry. What is this wet sensation on my face? Am I crying? I cried. Stop crying? Why would you cry for that guy? Stop it, you stupid eyes! Everything was startin...

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Tanya's Testimony on The Disappearance of Branderson and Ritchie

Weekly Contest #333

I repeat to you GENTLEMEN, that your inquisition on this particular matter is fruitless. There is nothing in this world that I could do, however I would like to on the case revolving around Branderson few weeks ago except for the fact that his nail marks were found outside of Tanya's window. Whatever you might want or need to know about this particular gentleman could only be found through his diary which, the record was ended abruptly on the fateful day. Or, if you do desire a more comprehensive yet peculiar testimony of the case at hand, y...

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The Fever

Andy arrived late to the office again that day. He swore that he was under the weather these past few weeks, but no medical checkup slip to prove his case. And it had been the third time in the last two weeks - qualifying him for an appointment with the manager, Mister Zainal. That was just perfect, everyone in the office thought. Mister Zainal was walking in a tight rope when the company’s director found out that he had squandered a hefty amount of money for his personal vacations and LV bags, only God knows for whom - we all suspected the ...

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Julie

Ten P.M., FridayI can’t sleep. The bed feels cold on the other side. I stretch my fingers, reaching the pillow to feel Julie’s warmth. She is not there. Her scent slowly fades with time since she left me three months ago. Leukemia they said. One day, she was excited to go for vacation trips overseas, the next day, I found her lifeless on the bed beside me. She went away in her sleep. No sound. No gurgling. Just a silent peaceful death. Her funeral was simple-only family members, and some friends came to pay their respect. That’s what she wou...

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