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Posted in Adults on Oct 26, 2022

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8:46 Peaceful Assembly

Submitted to Contest #46

“Single-file! Whoa, buddy, back up. Around the barrier. Everyone, Single-file!”The line captain herded us like cattle, directing traffic toward four separate sound stages. I didn’t expect a mixed team of volunteers and police to handle such a diverse crowd of thousands at the Houston rally.“How did they organize all this in three days?” I asked my friends, who had talked me into videotaping the event. Justine and Paula showed off for the camera, blowing kisses in full body paint. Justine flashed her body, covered in an ocean of metallic blue...

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Perhaps one day...

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I felt a raindrop fall against my skin, followed by several others, but I didn't have the heart to go back inside. I moved over and sat on the edge of the roof, crossing one leg over the other, leaning back on my palms to observe the remaining constellations uncovered from the clouds. The moon hung full and hazy beneath an eclipse of blazing stars, allowing me to see the rooftops of the identically bleak buildings surrounding my own. My body was a fountain for the incoming rain, the water making my eyelids heavy. I closed my dull grey e...

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Dear Wren...

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What I'm about to say sounds like a line out of an over-dramatized, teen romance novel.I actually can't believe that this happened to me. Oh. My. Goodness. (Katri, chillax. Katri, stop hyperventilating. Katri, CALM DOWN!!!) Sorry about this...I'm just REALLY happy right now. No, I didn't win American Idol. (I'm not even old enough! Yet...) I didn't enter America's Got Talent or The Voice... (That's still on my list, though!) Ok. This is the first page, and it's such a coincidence that there's a new notebook for a new chapter of my ...

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To my dearest brother

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Dear Lucas,  I don’t know what to say here. I feel really stupid but you know me and you know that I can’t leave spring creek town without finally letting go of all my pain. I’m sorry that I have been running away for so long. First I want to tell you how much I love you and miss you. It’s been six years since I have seen your face. But I still remember that untidy red hair that mom always told you to comb and how dad always said you were kissed by fire, your beautiful almond-shaped eyes, your daring dimpled smile and the way you l...

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Enjoy This Time

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JournalDay #1                      My therapist said I should write stories about my feelings/experiences as part of a cognitive behavioral therapy. So here goes. I’ll try anything.One of my favorite activities when I was young was dragging my old things out to the curb for someone to haul away as one of their new possessions. I’d find a piece of cardboard in the garage and use black spray paint to carefully spell the word “FREE,” an...

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Enemy of the State

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The woman was nervous. She was constantly fidgeting; crossing and uncrossing her legs, adjusting her hair, glancing at the thin sheets of paper in her hand.Her name was Aishwarya and she had come here to get her first book published. Her name was called and she jumped up and hurried to the little booth at the end of the corridor.“Close the door and sit down.” The person inside was a tall, thin lady. She had high cheekbones and expensive silver earrings. Aishwarya thought she looked rather like a Victorian era noble or a famous singer. They w...

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Feuding Friends

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“Flowers do not compete with one another. They just bloom.1“ Abigail and Sarah are neighbors on the same street and go to the same school. Abigail is involved in several extracurricular activities and has an array of hobbies and talents. Other people are naturally drawn to her without having to make much of an effort. Sarah lives vicariously through Abigail is some ways. They have a few things in common like your typical teenager. Abigail is focused and grounded whereas Sarah means well but is perceived by others as one of a kind. Senior...

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Elizé Pena, Author

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   A little girl sat on her family’s doorstep scribbling furiously in a notebook lying across her knees. She was a small girl of the name Elizé Pena, clearly full of energy as her hand quickly finished a line and zipped across the page to start another. Despite being only eight years old, she was very good at writing in both English and Spanish, and she enjoyed it immensely, even if she didn’t always get every comma correctly placed or every word correctly spelled.     The house behind her back was the...

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That One Line

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"IT'S FINALLY HERE!"Aden's mother whipped around to find that the source of all that racket was her son."Keep your voice down, Aden!" she retorted fiercely. "At this volume, you'll wake the dead!"Aden scratched his ear, clearly pleased yet guilty for making his mother angry. "I can't help it, mum. I've been working too hard on this."Aden had just completed his first-ever book, and sent it for publishing a few weeks ago. He had been utterly jittery and nervous ever since. His condition alarmed his father to such a rate that he had ushered him...

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The path to Hell

Shortlisted for Contest #46 ⭐️

Lili glanced around as she helped herself to a biscuit. It wasn’t any good – rancid, and old – but she hadn’t come to him for his cooking. The air was quivering hard all around her, hot and heavy against her skin. She couldn’t make out much of her surroundings. “I heard that you’re done writing”, she said, and watched him turn around to look at her curiously. “I suppose I am”, he agreed pensively, making his way back to her. “It feels strange, to finally be able to say such a thing.” They both looked at the Book. From the outside, it was pla...

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The Walls Remembered

Submitted to Contest #46

I threw my black pen into the oblivion of brown twigs, frazzled leaves, and colourful flower petals. So I felt a satisfying feeling spread through me. So I pledged not to write another word on the crowded white paper.I'd poured my energy into this. I'd added soul into each object and personality into each room. I'd added feeling into each window and indescribable beauty into each flowerpot.I walked up to the large empty field of grass, it was empty but full. The broken dandelions swayed in the white sun and the brook on the side of the fence...

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The Perfect Ending

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Jennifer stared at Brad defiantly. “It’s not your baby! That’s why I’m walking away from you forever!” He gazed at her in bewilderment, wondering how the mouth that said she loved him only a few short weeks ago could now be framing words as devastating as this. Then, before his mind could register what his body was doing, Brad’s hand punched the wall behind Jennifer’s head. No! That bit just didn’t work. Sure, Brad was annoyed, but hitting the wall? Probably better that than hitting Jennifer, he thought; but it still seemed awkward, clumsy...

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Meeting Reality

Submitted to Contest #46

I panted, clutching the unbounded book pages to my chest. My fingers bled from the multitude of paper cuts they earned when grabbing hundreds upon hundreds of papers at once. The corner of the white stack had turned a dark crimson, splotches covering the first page. My breath came out ragged and my heart thundered against crushed ribs. Bony knees were squished against me, making the closet I hid in more painful than I believed possible. Yet I didn't dare to move. The pain was some much better than what I feared would happen with the slightes...

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Jinxed

Submitted to Contest #46

The room was filled with silence. Tom, a lean man was in a deep slumber. Suddenly, there was some sort of noise which disturbed the room's silence. It was Tom. He was awake. He cried,"I have become immortal." "Finally!" said he. Yes, his masterpiece was complete. "I just have to publish it". As he said this he chuckled to himself. He then put on his long overcoat and his hat. He was then ready to go out. In his exitement he forgot his breakfast. The housemaid had a puzzled face.It was a cold chilly morning. Heavy gusts of wind flew. It had r...

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Elation

Submitted to Contest #46

It's over. It's done. I'm laughing and I'm crying. I've finally finished it, my masterpiece, the thing I've been working on for the better part of a year. My book. I've finally finished it.I lean back in my seat, cracking my knuckles and stretching my palms, my hands numb after having been at the keyboard all day and night. It's okay though because I have finally finished.I remember when I started this adventure, how easy I thought it was going to be. It wasn't easy. The characters I created became a part of me, they became real. The world t...

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