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Weekly Contest #83
The water was playing with my hair. Some clownfish were playing hide and seek in the anemone. Other fish were darting around, running through the water. The water glistened on the surface where the sunlight hit it. I could feel the sea tickling my cheek, whispering secrets in my ear. “ You belong here.”I did. I fondly remember the days my dad, brother, and I would play in the open sea. We would have mini splash wars. Every time there was a big wave, my dad would shield my brother and me, laughing as the wave slammed against him. I would...
Weekly Contest #82
Sweat was rolling down my forehead. I frantically looked at the coding charts, trying to find a mistake that could ruin this whole thing. I had done this multiple times, but my paranoia always got the best of me. I had spent a whole year trying to perfect the codes that would help my app work, and today was the day that I will find out if my hard work will pay off. I downloaded the test version of the app onto my phone to test to make sure the app works. My heart was dancing inside my chest, and it wasn't the slow tempo kind. After the app f...
Weekly Contest #81
I nervously paced the dining room. My heart was pounding the way it does when I am anxious. Today, Jordan Bell, captain of the football team, honor student, class president, long-time crush, and the most popular kid in the 12th grade is coming to my house for dinner. My house. I could hardly believe it. I met him during my freshman year of high school but we have never officially hung out. He was one of the SCPs ( Smart, Cool, and Popular), and I was nowhere near that popular. Today is the first day he would come to my house, and I was beyon...
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