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All The Things You Did Not Say

Submitted to Contest #83

The wind howls mercilessly as you emerge from the sea of people crowding the sidewalks as usual on your way to work. As you round the familiar street corner that leads to your office building, you see a young woman in the park. You see the way she sits on the neatly-trimmed grass, cross-legged and back straight, her smiling face angled towards her book; she’s buried somewhere in a tiny universe of sweet solace amidst the chaos of the city that surrounds her. Hers is a face full of such serenity and tranquility that you can hardly believe you...

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Inside The Room With The Grey Walls: Part 2

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Submitted to Contest #70

Before you read:This is a part 2 of my original story “Inside The Room With The Grey Walls”, which I submitted a few months ago. You need to read that beforehand so you know what’s going on in this part!Enjoy!Recap:I open the door, and my eyes land on the woman sitting behind what was once Mr. Ayton’s desk. She’s typing on a computer, but that’s not the first thing I notice. No, it’s her deep red hair that catches my attention. She looks up from the computer and stares at me with piercing, sea-green eyes.Her lips part slightly in surprise. “...

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Funerals, Fakery, And Fish n’ Chips Part 2

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Recap:He smiles sadly and rests his forehead against mine. “Close your eyes.”I look up at him, confused, but I do as he says. And when I open them, he’s gone.“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.”I swallow, blinking back tears, and Charlie pulls me into his arms. I grip his shoulders as a single, solitary tear trickles down my face.“What…what do you mean?”“He’ll be back, you know,” he murmurs, “I’m sure of it.”I nod, but suddenly he pulls back, frowning. “What’s this?”I look at him, perplexed, as he peels some...

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Waiting For Twilight

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Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I step outside, the leaves are on fire. Well, they might as well be. The wind comes alive and sends swirls of crimsons, oranges, yellows and golds dancing through the air like flames. A fitting description—for me, the cool, crisp autumn days are nothing short of hell.Suddenly, a thick, cool grey mass obscures my vision. I glare in frustration, trying to break through its dense, watery coat with a beam of warmth, but to no avail. My rays become faint and diluted, powerless against the heavy clumps that have built a seemingly everl...

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The Glass That Fixed A Heart

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It’s the little things in life that matter.Correction: it’s the little things in life that make me want to bash my face into a wall.Further correction: it’s the little things in life that are exaggerated to make it seem like they actually matter, that make me want to bash my face into a wall. Twice.For instance, my father is extremely proud of the fact that my great-great-great-great-great-grandfather once sloshed a bucket of soapy water onto his neighbor’s window and then cleaned it up, therefore cleaning the window in the process. It would...

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Funerals, Fakery, And Fish n’ Chips

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Submitted to Contest #52

There is silence, punctuated only by the sounds of people crying. Samuel is gone, and there is nobody left now to hug me. I look down to see that Sam’s mother has gripped my wrist in one hand, and is silently sobbing into a handkerchief. I squeeze her hand, but how can I comfort anyone when I feel so lost?During the funeral, I stare aimlessly at the ground as I process what had happened twelve days ago. Twelve days earlier:“Excuse me,” says a woman in the restaurant, “is this seat taken?”“Yes, it is,” I say immediately, placing my hand ...

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Here In The 'Present' Moment

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Submitted to Contest #50

“Good morning, everyone,” says the teacher standing in front of the class.A few people mumble “Good morning,” in reply. The man raises his eyebrows in slight surprise, as if he hadn’t expected an answer from anyone at seven o’clock in the morning. “Welcome to Biology 101,” he continues. “I hope you all had a fun summer break. My name is Mr. Astor, and I will be your teacher for the duration of this year. Any questions before we begin?”The class is silent now, and I take the opportunity to look around and estimate how many students there...

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Inside The Room With The Grey Walls

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Submitted to Contest #49

The room is silent, save for the rhythmic tick-tock of the round, analog clock hanging from the smooth, pale grey walls. I tap my foot in time with the sound as I wait for my therapist to call me in. I’m the only one in the waiting room, but that comforts me. Being around other people is unnerving—I always feel like it becomes something of a competition, even if the only thing I’m doing is sitting here. That’s why I never want to get married—being alone is when I feel safe. My mother disagrees; even though she denies it, I know she’ll always...

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✏️𝕎𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬✏️

💖𝕀 𝕥𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕪, 𝕤𝕠 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕣𝕪 💖

📖 ✍🏼“𝕀𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖’𝕤 𝕒 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕖𝕥, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕥.” ~ 𝕋𝕠𝕟𝕚 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕠𝕟 📖 ✍🏼

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All The Things You Did Not Say

Inside The Room With The Grey Walls: Part 2

Funerals, Fakery, And Fish n’ Chips Part 2

Waiting For Twilight

The Glass That Fixed A Heart

Funerals, Fakery, And Fish n’ Chips

Here In The 'Present' Moment

Inside The Room With The Grey Walls