Africa Rodriguez

“Silver linings.” by Africa Rodriguez

Submitted to Contest #281

The house was gleaming with Christmas smells and textures: cinnamon, cookie dough, shiny bells and a slightly dusty Christmas wreath hanging from the door. The Christmas tree was in a corner close to the window, so the colorful lights were visible from outside. -Look mom! I found the angel! – said Tammy as she lifted the ceramic angel above her head. She was 8 years old and since she remembered, his father was in charge to put the angel on top of the tree, the angel was white and silver and had a star on his right hand. This year though, ...

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“The Wanderers” by Africa Rodriguez

Submitted to Contest #281

The boy was squatting next to the creek, he had his hand in the water and was moving the water slowly. His mother called him, she screamed his name, but he seemed to be hypnotized by the water. She was running as fast as she could but the distance seemed to get bigger with every step. When she finally was in front of him, across the creek; she screamed his name again, he moved his ears as an animal would, one to one side, the other in the other direction.He slowly looked up, his eyes were two hollow circles, unnaturally round and with no ey...

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“Memories” by Africa Rodriguez

The picture made a paper cut when Pablo took it out of her hand.-Pablo! you need to be more careful! -Sandy said before putting her finger in her mouth.-Sorry mom- said Pablo as he handed a napkin to Sandy.Sandy took the photograph again, when was this taken?The rest of the photographs were in the hands of Pablo and Milie.-Mom seriously! Why did you wear these?! – Millie said as she pointed a photograph.They were both giggling while going through the pictures coming from an envelope of a now extinct print place.Sandy couldn’t take her eyes f...

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“The dinner guest” by Africa Rodriguez

Out of all the things Jenny imagined doing at New Year’s Eve, this was the last one.The dark wooden cabin at the top of the hill was covered in snow.It didn’t look real.It looked as if it was painted on an old moldy canvas.The wind was blowing but the trees around it didn’t move at all.Even the snowflakes seemed to be frozen, just suspended in the air.-“Are you sure about this?”-Gabriel tightened his grip on the steering wheel.The hill was rather steep and still driving a FWD, they were going really slow.-“I’m sure”-Jenny put her hand on his...

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“Hunters” by Africa Rodriguez

Submitted to Contest #218

She instantly knew that the unpleasant taste on her mouth was blood. It’s been a few months since she started feeling uneasy. She’s been having nightmares where some people were being hurt, the blurry vision of two pale hands clenching into someone face, and the teeth sinking in the flesh was so intense, she could taste the blood when she woke up. Probably she bit herself amid the nightmare. A week after that, the nightmares came back. Again the trembling body in her hands, the cold sweat mixing with the warm blood. She faded into darkness a...

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“The cage” by Africa Rodriguez

Submitted to Contest #217

The Cage The rust on the white cage looked like dried blood. - “Is the little bird hurt grandma?”- the wide-eyed girl said as a small gray bird chirped inside the cage. - “No, it is not sweetie… but I was”- The girl did not understand. “-Now I´ll set it free and the little bird and me, we’ll both be fine”- Eva still didn´t understand what her grandma was talking about, why does she catch birds and then set them free? What was the point? Her grandma was always smiling and looked nice and happy, Eva wished she was like her grandmot...

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