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Submitted to Contest #89
It is said, "Life blows like a wind, with no signs of direction of where." I thought before that it would make me happy, but I was mistaken, greatly mistaken. I should not have leaped, the leap of faith.Five years have passed, yet everything was still fresh and tears-flooding. How could I forget the memory of loss which yields unexplainable dementia on me? All I could remember was the banging, scraping of mystic nuances in the middle of the night. The sound was creepy-odd but very enchanting that I couldn’t resist the snooping. I was captiva...
Submitted to Contest #87
“I’m not a black sheep. It’s just that, it is not good to prank someone out of fun,” I told the colleagues who told me that I was of no humor sense. It was not the first time that someone told me I was no fun at all. I’m dead in gay spirit and playful nature in pranking others to the bottom.My family are Catholics; we are strictly in compliance with the teachings of the Catholic Church. We attend Sunday masses and Novena processions and volunteer to do good works and cleaning on the beachside. Everything we know and do is under the will of G...
Submitted to Contest #85
That’s the thing about this city, everyone cares about you. Me and my Dad were once alien to the heavenly city of Salem, we just got into our new roof. After mother transcends due to COVID, father apprehends that we should move to forget the pain of loss, yet I dictate him not. “We should stay near in the graveyard of mom, she told me to keep the house clean, since she will be gone for a long time,” I seriously told him, perhaps he will decline his verdict though it was just a lie. Dad is mama’s chauffer, he unceasingly tailed mom wherever s...
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