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Submitted to Contest #73
“You. . .you're what? You’re breaking up with me? Seriously, Ethan? It’s almost Christmas! Now I’ll be alone for the holidays,” Jen yells.“Whoah, babe, calm down. . .” Ethan says.“Babe? You can’t call me babe anymore! We’re not dating!” Jen says, her tone out of control.Ethan lowers his voice. “Jen, please sit down; the other customers are staring. . .”“Sorry. . .but really, Ethan? Why are you breaking up with me?” Jen sits back down and regains her composure. She’s still mad, but at least now she’s quiet. Ugh, I hate it when she’s like this...
Submitted to Contest #60
May 25, 4098 Diary, It’s been one year since the apocalypse. Of course, if you’re reading this in the future, it’s been even longer. Long enough that you may not even know the true story. If, at any point, you were a student, you may have heard a version. But it’s not the right version. If you keep reading, I’ll tell you what really happened on May 25, 4097 at precisely 8:53 A.M. But first, we must recount the day’s action before that time, the time of the humans’ attack. You read it right- the humans’ attack. Not the zombies. Wha...
Submitted to Contest #59
“Alice, do you really have to leave? We’re moving in three weeks. Can’t you get your boss to delay your trip?” “Evan, I’m sorry. I can’t do anything about it. I promise I’ll be at the new place in two months.” Evan’s face falls. “Two months. . .” He sits on their bed, head in his hands. “I’m sorry, I just can’t change it! It’s a business trip, and the deal we’re trying to seal is very important for the convention. You could come to the convention, you know, I’m allowed to have a plus-one,” Alice says helplessly. “I have to move all...
Submitted to Contest #51
“Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Time to go to school!” a feminine voice rings loudly through the room.“No. . .I’m too tired. I’m staying right here.” Zackary turns over, ignoring her.“You can’t ignore me! Remember what happened last time?” she chides.“Ugh. . .yes, I remember.” She’s too perky for 6:30 in the morning. “Listen, Sylvia, I-”“Zackary! You have to get up! Come on. . .” Sylvia tries to drag him out of his bed, but it doesn’t work. “You’re too heavy.”“You can’t touch anything, Syl.”“Please, just get up. . .” she whines.“Fine.” Zackary r...
Submitted to Contest #48
I have a secret. A secret only my family knows about. A secret that I wouldn’t tell for nine million pounds. Ten, maybe. But definitely not nine. Nine would be wasting my time. Mine, and whoever’s trying to extract the secret from me, but they don’t know that. Ten million pounds! You may be thinking. What’s so important?(If you’re American, you might be adding “is that a lot?” onto the end of the first question. Spoiler: yes.)But yes, that is the question, isn’t it? What’s so important that I wouldn’t tell for ten million pounds?I’m not...
Submitted to Contest #47
You’re sitting inside the train station, tapping your foot. Time really passes slowly when you’re not having fun, doesn’t it? You laugh and shake your head. You just need to wait a little longer. If you’re too late, it won’t be fashionable at all, because there probably won't be anyone alive to see it. But if the city is in just enough chaos, you’ll have a perfect, fashionably late entrance.“What are you staring at?” You yell at one of the passersby. He’s not staring at you, but you’ve always wanted an excuse to yell that.“Aah!” The man jump...
You stand just on the inside of the door, your sister behind you. You’re about to leave on the trip of your life. But it’s not just your life. The lives of nine others, as well. You call to your sister. “Bye, Eliza! I wish you could come with me!” “Yeah, yeah, me too. You’re going to be late! Go!” Eliza shooes you over the threshold of your house. “I love you, don’t forget. We’ll miss you. . .come back soon.” she trails off, her eyes watering. “Love you too, Eliza.” You wrap your sister in a hug. A tear rolls down her cheek, onto your sh...
You squint your eyes, peering into the distance. If it’s what it looks like, the entirety of Klermont Peak is doomed. You have to hope that it isn’t what it looks like. Of course, you’ve thought it before. Everybody has. Thought you’d seen it out there, rolling in slowly. But you were wrong. Jakca was right, just like usual. There were a paranoid few that he couldn’t seem to regain the trust of after his big “doomsday prediction,” you included. Jakca could be right, though. Every citizen believed it. Still, nearly every day, a studen...
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