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Submitted to Contest #44
I have seen unspeakable things in my life but the sight of an Anglican minister wearing a Hawaiian shirt capped with a clerical collar really takes the cake. Well, that and the stonewashed, denim jeans. Yet, here he is in my office. I wonder if this young, open faced man with blue-green eyes will fit into my secluded convent of sisters who still don the traditional black and white habit. ‘Well, Father James,’ I say, ‘we are not like any other order. We spend a lot of our time baking altar-breads, making vestments and a...
Crown Princess Chantal-Luisa was escorted by her father down the stairs of their palace to the large ballroom with walls of gold and rubies and crystal chandeliers hanging from the bright and brilliant ceiling. Other royalty were in attendance and they bowed and curtsied before the princess and her father King Hans-Georg II before the father and daughter started to waltz in the middle of the room. It was Princess Chantal-Luisa’s coming of age event and everyone was there to see her including potential suitors. The blonde, snow princess was d...
Aimée sat down in her tree house. It was a slightly dilapidated box made of different types of wood with the paint peeling off. The day had been like any other with the young woman enjoying her Textiles class at school. Now it was time to relax as she usually did after school in her sanctuary and secret place. An endless amount of stars peeked through the cracks in the walls and ceiling and the moon shone through the window providing the only light in the dark tree fort. ‘What are you doing here?...
Submitted to Contest #43
Gypsy-Lee was busting to go to the toilet. She always was. That’s what you got when you had a weak bladder. She peered through the window of the toilets at the Whispering Oaks funeral home and caught a sight she didn’t expect to see. A young man was in nothing but his white jocks! She took a step back. What was going on? There was another young man with him as well. He was blond unlike the first man who had dark, layered locks with a long fringe. The blond man opened the door and told her they were changing into their ...
Submitted to Contest #40
The hot wind blew outside the National Gallery of Victoria, scattering leaves and dust all over the path. Inside hundreds of people walked around gazing at paintings and drawings, which had been displayed especially for the art exhibition. It was the last day of the showing of various artworks created by upcoming artists who wanted a big break in the industry. This particular selection of artists had been special because of the depth and expression of their creations painted and drawn by young people in the metropolita...
Submitted to Contest #37
Tom Fraser secured his machine gun under his arm as he approached the woman with caution. His helmet hung from his back and he was dressed in khaki combat fatigues. Standing in front of him was a nun dressed in a long, white dress and veil. A silver cross hung around her neck. She carried a small bag. The main thing Tom knew he had to do was check her identification at this checkpoint in Same, Timor-Leste. ‘Ita-nia naran sa?’ he asked. ‘Hau-nia naran Madre Marcelina Mendez,’ she replied handing h...
The little girl’s cry pierced through Poppy’s heart as she waited for the anaesthetist nurse to take down her details. She knew how the girl felt. She too was hungry and tired from a rise at dawn. Now it was time to play the waiting game. The difference was Poppy had to keep her emotions inside. She couldn’t let it all out and cry like the child was doing as much as she would like to. No, she had to internalise it. The nurse eventually came and went and it wasn’t long before she was taken to the operating table. The nu...
Submitted to Contest #35
‘Turn around!’ Nyree said. Summar blinked and looked at the girl who was sitting in front of her. She’d turned around to face her, with her big, blue eyes glaring at her. Summar raised an eyebrow. ‘And why must I do that?’ she asked. ‘Because you’re ugly!’ Nyree replied. She sneered, displaying a perfect array of teeth. Summar bit her lip. She, as always, was at a loss of what to say although she should be used to it by now. Yet, it never got any easi...
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