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Submitted to Contest #201
TW: Substance abuse / use “What is it?” Marissa asked, peering down at the small pill. “Just something to help the fun be more…fun, you know?” Ashley replied, reaching for Marissas’ wrist and gently placing the small pink pill in the palm of her hand. Marissa stared at the pill resting in her hand, a mixture of curiosity and apprehension swirling within her. As she studied it, her fri...
Submitted to Contest #199
Luna stood barefoot on the deserted beach boardwalk, her heart heavy with grief and longing. It was a quiet summer night, the air was warm, and the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore was the only sound breaking the silence. Above her, the full moon glowed brightly, casting an ethereal light upon the dark waters. She had come to this place, her lover’s favorite spot, with a desperate plea in her heart....
As the spacecraft entered the atmosphere, it shuddered, causing Theodora’s pencil to veer sharply off the page where she was writing. She cursed softly and quickly moved to erase the errant line. The lights in the analytics lab flickered momentarily as the spacecraft shuddered again. “Damn, you’d think they’d know how to keep the flight smooth,” remarked her partner, Henry. “I know,” replied Theodora, ke...
Submitted to Contest #194
Arthur sat in his study, his eyes fixed on the blinking cursor on the page in front of him. His fingers hovered over the keyboard but his mind was blank. He ran a hand over his tired face and leaned back in his chair, wincing at the loud squeal it made. Looking around his cluttered office, he couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed. Scraps of paper, pens, and empty coffee mugs were scattered haphazardly as if a bomb had gone off. The only semblance of order was the shelf of books neatly arranged alphabetically against the wall to his right.
Submitted to Contest #193
Lucy had been dreading this day for weeks. She was flying out to attend a family wedding in California and her husband, Adam, was unable to take her or attend due to his previous work commitments. In his place, her mother-in-law, Grace, had insisted she drive her to the airport, which was about an hour away. Lucy had accepted the offer reluctantly, not because she didn’t appreciate the help, but because she and Grace had a strained relationship.Lucy had always felt that Grace had overstepped boundaries. It was the constant way she ...
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