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Victoria West

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Crossroads

Weekly Contest #264

Wedding bells chimed, and flowers were thrown. She tore a leaf apart, bit by bit, piece by piece. When that was done, she gazed around   the bushes, her eyes drawn to a bush smaller than the others. “Why was it smaller?” she wondered. She directed her eyes to the clouds and studied their texture. Someone nudged her, “The officiant is about to speak.”  "Do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in matrimony…” Her eyes were drawn to a rustle, a little bird hopped out from the bushes and she found herself admiring its ...

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Revenge.

“Zeus can’t just ignore me like this. He has to learn a lesson,” Hera told herself. She sat down on her throne contemplating her options. Her throne room was a mix of yellows and blues. The only item that wasn’t blue or yellow was her bed which was a bright purple. The room was dimly lit by candles, they helped her think. She had several different peacock statues scattered around the room and the throne’s back twisted into an exuberant show of peacock feathers, her goddess sign. The room smelled of the various perfumes she had collected over...

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Bear

Weekly Contest #262

She held up her phone, gazing at the top right corner. A large outcropping of rock lay ahead. Her dad slowed the car down for the turn. They passed the outcropping and… she held her breath. The last of the four bars faded.    “Mom! Dad!” she shouted. “Did it happen?” her mom asked, glancing back at her. “Yup! Which means our vacation has officially started. Only twenty more miles to go” she replied, as she showed her phone off to no one in particular. She put her phone away and drank some lemonade. *** They pulle...

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11/24/11

   7/3/24 Stupid journal,Why do I have to write this? I don’t want to, but my therapist said I have to. She said I am too grumpy but what do I have to be grateful for? Today the sun was too bright and it blinded my eyes. I am not grateful for that. There were stupid children running around, having fun, and being loud. They kept getting underfoot. I have nothing to be grateful for. So therefore I am grateful for nothing.           7/4/12 Annoying journal,My therapist says I have to do a be...

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Train set

He couldn’t feel his body. Could he be dying? His mind told him he didn’t want to die but the pain coursing through his body said otherwise. One thing he knew was he wanted to tell his story. His body was in pain but he forced it to sit up flinching at the terrible groaning noise that must have come from him. Where was he? He glanced around at his surroundings then stopped because his pain flared until it was almost unbearable. From what he saw, he was in a straw hut each piece messily woven together and he feared it might fall on him. Why c...

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Sidewalk chalk

She liked school only for one reason: school was where she saw Jacob, her best friend but also secretly her crush. The day she had started liking Jacob was on the fifth of June she remembered it vividly. She was outside trying to draw with chalk but nothing looked good. The sidewalk was littered with drawings discarded. She couldn’t make the right drawing. She started to run out of space and started to draw on top of other drawings. Soon there was nowhere on the sidewalk not covered with chalk. It was as if a disease had come and left no par...

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