Allie Mae Sakry

“Assimilation” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #189

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. The crunch of the snow underneath our boots filled the cold air. The farther north we traveled, the colder it was getting. We must have been somewhere in upper Washington state, but we couldn’t afford to let the winter delay our journey more than it already had. Lead would not let so many months of miserable travel for our people go to waste with lost liv...

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“Addiction” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #140

“May I use the bathroom?” I waited with my raised hand for Mr. Westeadt to excuse me at the same time during his history class for the nth time. I never took more than a few minutes, so he was never suspicious of me doing anything bad like doing drugs or skipping class. He sighed and gestured to the door. I hurried out without my backpack or any of my belongings that weren’t already in my jeans’ pockets....

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“Little Casanova Town Diner” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #110

I watched the downpour pound away at the old gas pumps through the window. They were already rusted from however many years they’ve stood there, barely covered by the awning hanging overhead. Must have been about seventy years by now. My chin resting on my palm, I sighed into the silence of Little Casanova Town Diner, just outside the town. “Nice weather out there,” called a voice a few rotating stools away. I tu...

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“Dream Spirit” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #103

My ears rang at the sound of the scraping metal and squealing tires. The pain in my right arm was unbearable. I crawled out from the driver side of my car and struggled over to the other vehicle. The man inside was older, easily older than sixty. I tried my best to find his vein, any vein, to see if he still had a pulse. I couldn’t reach any place where I knew a vein was, and cursing myself for my lack of medical knowledge, I tried to pull him from his laying position across the two front seats of his old truck. My arm hurt too much, and ...

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“Smile For Me Part 2: A Tale of Two Smiles” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #100

Princess Aoi awoke from her deep sleep and stretched. She rose and walked toward the balcony where, only two weeks prior, she encountered the glowing orb that aided her in appreciation of life and the people she loved. Taking a deep breath of the dewy morning air, she headed to her wardrobe and got dressed for the day. She left her room and walked down the large corridors to her office, where she found Giles, Alyn, Leo,...

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“No. 37” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #96

December 15th, 1987. Sherry and I met again today. We discussed the road trip across the country we are planning for in January. The heat will be quite intense this year, according to the weather scientists. Sherry asked me if it was okay for me to be missing work in the lab most of the month. I had to laugh at her naïveté. Regardless, we would be departing Perth on the 5th. She’s already be...

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“How I Saved My Brother” by Allie Mae Sakry

There was a clear sky that day. The light of the sun illuminated our pathway. Kanou had been walking with me through the huge back gardens behind the pool house. I looked over at him, a golden sunset behind his head as he kept looking forward. He was deep in thought about what our parents expected of us, again. “Come on, Kanou,” I said, pushing on his shoulder. “Stop thinking about it. Not going to change what t...

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“Smile For Me” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #88

Princess Aoi sighed as she stared out the window of her office, daydreaming of taking a walk in the palace gardens and ignoring the heavy piles of documents in front of her. “Is something the matter, Your Highness?” The palace tutor Giles Christophe looked up from his papers with concern. “There’s so much to do, Giles,” she whispered. “I fear I’ll spend most my life reading and signing documents, giving att...

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“More Than Anything” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #61

Tim Porter was a simple man. Quiet, kind, caring, and hardworking.  He lived in a modest cottage in the small mountain town of Manitou Springs, Colorado with his wife of nearly 34 years, Ciara Porter. While Tim was growing up in southern California with his parents who had recently emigrated from Venezuela, Ciara was being raised in an orphanage, learning about her Indigenous ancestors of the Sioux Tribe. Since Ciara wa...

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“Reach for the Stars” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #39

Hundreds, thousands, millions more. Billions upon billions of lights line the shore. All so far, but to reach out and touch just one, maybe two? Impossible! Inconceivable! That’s what they say. But I know I will reach the moon and count them all someday. Someday. “Will you come in here already? It’s freezing out, and you’re not wearing a jacket.” A father’s voice rang heavy and low to his sweet little daughter. She put her pencil down and looked back up at the sky, counting...

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“Chapter 1 of "Leaning Secrets"” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #37

“Oh my universe,” she said, gasping.“That bad,” I asked. She kept pointing at my face with a surprised expression.“No,” she whispered.  “You just look so different. Why would you change yourself when you look like this?”I stared into my mirror at the natural face I’ve had for 20 years. She is beautiful, gorgeous, even. But she doesn’t fit the name I now hold. I know that I am beautiful. But I’ve forced myself to cover it for the 6 years I’ve been in public school.“Why would yo...

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“Best Friends in Quarantine” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #34

“Ugh, quarantine sucks the worst of anything I’ve ever experienced.”“I know.  At least we have technology to occupy us.”“Technology has become my worst enemy these past twenty days.”“We’ve only been in quarantine for seven days, Catie.”“I know that. Just feels like it’s been longer.” Jessica smiled to herself.  Catie always had a flair for the dramatic side of things.  She served as the true personification of comedic relief when it came to bleak situations.  She real...

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