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Submitted to Contest #189
It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. My Dad had asked me why I was going outside alone so soon after Charlotte died. I told him I needed to be alone. He nodded silently and left the kitchen, leaving his half eaten casserole on his plate. I closed the front door, trying to escape my thoughts. I rolled up my sweat pants, tugged on my socks, adjusting them to my liking, finally pulling on my boots. I opened the front door again, and was surprised at how cold it was. My hair blew in my face as I shut it behind me. I...
Submitted to Contest #188
I was out of breath, sweat was dripping in my eye, and I could feel a damp, squishing sensation in one of my cheap shoes from the puddle I stepped into trying to get here.The doors shut behind me, and I walked down the narrow bus isle to my seat. At least I made it, I guess that was a small accomplishment.Why couldn’t I keep things straight? Was it Wednesday, or Tuesday? When was that interview 9? Or 9:30? I could set timers and alarms on my phone as a reminder, but then I would forget to charge it. I could ask my mo...
Shortlisted for Contest #186 ⭐️
Just a little longer. My chin on the couch. I’m so tired. Everything hurt. When He touched my face it felt better. He brushed the hair from my eyes. Raising my head a little I licked His hand. It smelled like the BEACH. We used to go there together. My head would be out the window, and I could smell the whole world. At the BEACH, He would open the door and let me run. I ran and ran. My paws felt light. He threw the ball for me, over and over. I would bring it back, it was salty. And He would throw it again. He would sit on His blan...
Submitted to Contest #185
“There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile, he found a crooked six pence, against a crooked style, he bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse, and they all lived together, in a crooked little house.“What this incomplete rhyme fails mention, is the little dragon with a crooked nose, who loved to carry buttons with his little toes.The little dragon rested inside of his button filled shoe box, when he moved he could feel the comforting motion of them settling beneath him. It was dark in the storage unit, but he could see ...
Submitted to Contest #183
“quack, quack, quack, quack….” Carl groaned and turned over, rubbing his eyes. He touched the snooze button on his phone. 5:30, he didn’t have much of a commute. The barber shop was just downstairs, but he wanted to be ready for the day. He got up slowly, steadying his feet on the floor. He walked over to the window, and moved the curtains aside, no sun today, only grey rain drops on the glass. He felt a soft, light touch on his calf. Looking down, there was Phoenix, the calico that had shown up on his doorstep over a year ago. Car...
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