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Author's Note: This is not related to the prompt, but I really wanted to post it, so enjoy! I wake up at dawn, the sky shade of crimson. I stretch and grab an apple from my bag. As I open the flap of the tent, I see that Zayn and Andre are still asleep. I want to wake them up, but I decide against it. As much as I want to get going, I donβt want two cranky idiots to deal with. Itβs cold, so I go back into my tent and wrap myself in my royal purple blanket. Soon enough, I doze off again. I wake up to a sunny sky. Iβve overslept. I no...
Submitted to Contest #72
Somewhere behind a screen, someone is deciding what choices I make every day. Simple things, like what type of bread Iβll buy from the market, or what clothes I wear. Itβs supposed to keep us in line, my mother tells me. I guess it does. But there will always be rebels. There will always be crime. The government canβt do anything to stop that. Iβve heard stories about a rebel family who raised their children outside the border, without all the laws and restrictions closing in on them. These children were free of the algorithm. The pol...
βWell if you would stop snatching the map, maybe weβd get somewhere!β βYou donβt even know how to read a map, you bonehead!β βRight, as if you can!β βIβm the one who got us to the town square! You canβt find your way around your own city, what are you going to do when we travel to other districts?β I listen to Zayn and Andreβs childish bickering. It amuses me, but itβs also annoying. I realize weβre not getting anywhere unless I butt in. I sigh and push the two of them apart. βBoth of you idiots are wrong. Just shut up and li...
Submitted to Contest #59
βDo you understand your task?β the king asked. I bottled up my fear and bowed my head solemnly. The king nodded, his features relaxing. Even though I had worked closely with him for almost two years, he was still intimidating. Perhaps it had something to do with his cold, blue-gray eyes or his demeaning gaze. Maybe it was how he spoke slowly and softly, making one feel like a child who had broken his motherβs favorite vase. Iβm told he wasnβt always like this. He once had a queen and a young son who would have been about my age had he survi...
Note: This is kind of like a prequel to my story, "A Risk Worth Taking" except you're supposed to read it after. Sooooooo it's a sequel but a prequel...that's confusing. Anyway, the point is you should read "A Risk Worth Taking" before this.βMummy! The TV turned off!β Lilianne yelled.βI know darling. Come here.β Elena spoke softly. Lilly bounded down the stairs, eager to know the reason for the power outage.βI want to show you something.β Elena Blackwell said, leading her daughter outside. Mrs. Blackwell lay out a picnic blanket and motioned...
Submitted to Contest #57
The black limousine pulled out of the spacious driveway, turning on to Sunstone Avenue. Inside were four people: The driver, Mr. Blackwell, and his wife and daughter. From the outside, they were a rich and happy family. But in truth, there was no love between them. Mr. Blackwell might have been incredibly rich, but as the saying goes, βMoney canβt buy happiness.β The family was currently headed to a big party for Olivea Maddenβs graduation. The Maddens had been family friends of the Blackwells for years. They had money as well, because as Mr...
Submitted to Contest #55
Authors note: This is a story I wrote about a month ago and I thought it kind of went with the theme. It's not finished but I might do a part 2.The ProphecyOne before the century Two will unite the world Three months he will lay imprisoned Four dimensions unfurled Five more join the quest Six minutes tick by Seven separateEight streaks across the blood moon skyPart 1: Cassia The air was cold and crisp. I could feel every step like an earthquake. My eyes swooped across the crowd and locked o...
βOkay, just count back down from 20.β the doctors told me. My vision had started to blur. I started counting back, and before I even reached 13, I was out like a light. This was a life or death situation. One wrong move and Iβd be dead. My family waited outside anxiously, trying to see through the tiny glass panel on the door. Youβre probably wondering what happened to me. Well, a while ago, I got into a major car accident and it messed with my brain. Iβm not sure exactly what happened to me, but it wasnβt good. It was one of those situatio...
βItβs three in the morning. Why are you up?β my mother said in a tired voice.βIβve got homework! If youβd helped me when I asked you to, maybe Iβd be sleeping right now!β I shot back. I know, itβs wrong to speak to my mother like that. But sheβs been so distant lately. I guess I canβt blame her. A few months ago, my parents got a divorce, and my mom hasnβt been the same since then. My dad hasnβt even called to see how Iβm doing. Heβs probably living in some fancy apartment somewhere in New York, partying every day. But thatβs not the on...
Submitted to Contest #52
βIβm so sorry, your father passed away a few minutes ago,β I say. Immediately, the woman breaks down in sobs. I sigh, my face devoid of any emotion. Iβve done this way too many times. Enough that my own motherβs passing did not stir me at all. Itβs unfortunate. Just imagine going to your motherβs funeral and not feeling anything. Staring with a blank face into the coffin of the person who raised you. Sometimes I wish Iβd have gotten tagged as a teacher, or engineer, or even just a regular doctor. But no, I am a nurse. A nurse whose job is to...
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