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Weekly Contest #298
Sensitive Content Warning!! : Mental Health / Suicide or Self Harm Where the Green Things Grow The rot started in Eli’s fingertips. At first, he thought it was just dirt—black crescents tucked under his nails, stubborn smudges along his knuckles. It made sense. He hadn’t touched a garden in years, but muscle memory was powerful. Maybe something in him had gone back to digging, even in his sleep. He tried scrubbing it off with vinegar and steel wool, but it only got darker. Then it spread. His skin softened, paled, flaked. The scent—earthy...
Weekly Contest #295
I was thirteen the last time I saw my sister’s face, but I still wake up to it most nights. Sometimes she’s smiling. Sometimes she’s crying. Most nights, she’s quiet. Just staring. Like she’s trying to remember me. When I wake, I have to remind myself I’m not in that house anymore. Not in that city. Not thirteen. The bed beneath me is soft. The ceiling above is clean and uncracked. There’s a hum of distant traffic, not drones. A neighbor’s dog barking, not sirens. Still, the first thing I do every morning is check the window—just to make sur...
Weekly Contest #271
The warm glow of lamps filled the little café on Pine Street, making it feel like a snug retreat from the chilly autumn air outside. Soft music played in the background, and the smell of freshly baked cookies and coffee made the place cozy and inviting.Lily pushed open the door, the bell above jingling softly. She smiled as she stepped inside, feeling the warmth wrap around her. This was her favorite spot to relax after a long day at work."Hi, Lily!" the barista called out."Hi, Mia," Lily replied. "Just the usual, please.""One hot chocolate ...
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