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Aimee Lavigne

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The Hottest Cold Day

Submitted to Contest #281

(Note: some foul language) It’s literally 80 degrees in my classroom right now, Mrs. Ferris texted her principal. She looked over her class of 3rd graders. Winter coats and holiday sweaters littered the floor, despite the hooks in their cubbies designed to hold such items. It was the day before winter break started. They just had to not melt for two more hours until they could flee into the parking lot and bus loading zone at 2:25. I’ll try Maintenance again, Principal Beck texted back, but they stopped taking my calls two wee...

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Honesty is the School Policy

Submitted to Contest #278

(Note: scary themes and brief mention of childhood trauma/poverty) “Easton, stop writing on your desk. We’ve talked about this,” Mrs. Anderson told her 3rd grade student. “I wasn’t writing on my desk,” Easton said, putting his pencil down. “You were. I was watching you when I asked you to stop.” “I wasn’t,” Easton repeated. “There are words written on your desk right now, that I just watched you put there,” Mrs. Anderson explained, running out of patience for this old argument. “I didn’t write them.” “Easton, ...

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The Sad Princess

Submitted to Contest #277

(Note: strong themes of death and grief) Riley was ready to save her sister from the dragon. Even though Riley was younger, and smaller, and scared out of her mind, she knew she had to be brave. The dragon, Onyx, had stolen her sister, Rosalie, from the edge of the castle grounds. It was an act of retaliation because their father, King Richard, had been sending his army farther and farther east into the mountains. He wanted to expand the kingdom and secure passageways to the far ocean. The dragons were angry at the men for encroaching...

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The Graduating Class

Submitted to Contest #275

(Note: very brief mentions of domestic violence, drugs/alcohol, and other poverty/trauma related events) The counseling office at Fir Grove High School managed to feel both somber and chaotic. There were two counselors for about 400 students. They had the usual stress of managing class schedules and providing college and career advice. But five students in the senior class had gone missing since the school year started. Fir Grove was a small town on the edge of a forest in western Oregon. It was a tight-knit community, and five missin...

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COM 107 Public Speaking

Submitted to Contest #274

(Note: mentions famous serial killers, mass-shootings, and terrorist attacks as historical events) October 2012 Daniella slipped into her seat just in time. Parking was a nightmare at Oregon University. She knew this, just as much as she knew her favorite coffee shop was busy before morning classes started. And yet, she would not get up any earlier. Beating the clock to class was starting to feel like a game that would be embarrassing to lose someday. “Good morning!” the professor called out as he closed the classroom door. Daniella n...

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The Long Weekend

Submitted to Contest #273

(Note- mild foul language in addition to scary themes and violence) Thursday “We could meet tomorrow before school,” Laura suggests. “No, I won’t be here tomorrow. Josh and I are headed to Deschutes Lake for the weekend. The Cascades are gorgeous in the fall. His cousin has a cabin out there,” Nicole says. “Is that the cabin where Josh did some work last spring?” “Yep! He replaced the gutters and updated the drainage system. There’s landscaping rock around the edge of the house to keep water away from the foundation. It’s really ...

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The Pile

Submitted to Contest #272

“No,” Tessa said quietly, “Not yet.” She stared at The Pile, glaring at it. She knew it was judging her. The Pile had waited for her all weekend from the spot on the dining table where she had unceremoniously dumped it. But Tessa was covered in blood. She certainly couldn’t deal with The Pile right now. She still had time. It was only 5:00 pm. Sunday wasn’t over yet. She could deal with it later. Tessa noticed more blood on the kitchen cabinets. Damnit, she thought. Was that from the stabbing, or the dismembering? Either wa...

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