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Submitted to Contest #329
Nicholas had checked his homework only once so far, so going to the bowling alley was simply impossible. As advanced as Kcizky seemed to be to all the Kcizkians, they had no help for internal wars, and there was no one who understood him well enough to offer advice. But his younger sister Phoebe insisted he come along for her birthday. He never had agreed, only said it was a nice idea. Now here he was, being dragged there against his will. He stuffed as many pages of homework under his arm as he could while his adopted father hauled him out ...
Submitted to Contest #316
When Monie was five, I began going to her house for playdates. At that time she could see me as easily as she saw her parents. She would give a silly child’s grin and point to the stuffed animal vending machine. “You try it, Grey.” She would help me use it, and then a stuffed bear would pop out. “You’re so lucky!” she would tell me. I’d smile, glad to be useful. Then one day at the park, around a year later, Monie fell from the swings. I caught her before she could hit the ground, and she thanked me profusely. She didn’t seem surprised tha...
Submitted to Contest #313
When the clouds come around you, You will reach for the sun, When life tries to force you, stay true, You will learn to find peace when the day is done, When the danger engulfs you, don’t run. By saving their lives you will conquer all harm, When you see, you will die in my arms. The words played in August’s head as the blue sky soared above him, through the dappled leaves of the yard’s oak. He sat in its lowest branch, as he always did with his free time, content to daydream. Before he could spend time considering the words, his older sist...
Submitted to Contest #291
The pedestrians blindly followed the paths laid out for them. Some of them did not notice the path, or consider that they could deviate from it, but merrily went their way. Some observed the path, and walked along with every obedience to it. Others seemed to dream of flirting with danger, veering either to the left and the ocean or the right and traffic. Twenty-five year old May, though, wasn’t walking. She stood on the side of the dock and gazed out over the shimmering Atlantic. One question would not leave her mind: could she escape h...
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