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Submitted to Contest #220
It's much, much colder when awareness comes to her. How the temperature dropped overnight so drastically, she isn't sure, but for October, she supposes it isn't the strangest thing. Even more so since she forgot to take the throw blanket from the back of the couch to cover herself with it before lapsing into sleep. Last night had been so long, and after getting Gracie to bed, she hadn't thought about much of anything anything. Eyes still glued shut with the intention of more sleep, she drags her arm up and to the back of the sofa, in...
Submitted to Contest #217
The grit of the ground underneath him cut unto the skin of his exposed hand like a thousand little shards, but his side where he had landed felt much, much worse. The burn on his lower leg surpassed both. His helmet had long since gone, and a few of his other pieces of armor were hanging on barely from the leather being singed from the heat of the metal or even the flames themselves that had been thrown his way. It had been a miracle that the sword and shield had stayed in his hands thus far, having been thrown around so much. That l...
Submitted to Contest #216
She tries to wrap her hoodie closer around her as she steps outside, and tries to take the driveway in several long strides to the running car waiting for her. Sitting in the passenger side of the back, Jenna hears the music, previously blasting, be turned down. Dale, in the driver's seat, speaks first. “Are you ready for a night of extra fall fun?” He says. His girlfriend, her closest friend, rolls her eyes in the passenger seat. “I am so sorry about him. We can kick him out at the gas station if you want.” It only m...
Submitted to Contest #182
Everyone knows of the cameras in the streetlamps and on the tops of every doorway. On certain benches or decorative pots filled with plants. They are aware they have no red light, or shuttering lens to announce their presence, but are there all the same. Most try to turn away from them, as naturally and innocently as they can. Often it is useless, and all the seemingly meaningless movement does is put them in front of a separate camera, resulting in a tingle that goes up their spine. These small rebellions against security protocols ...
Submitted to Contest #180
Pure horror freezes the blood in her very veins when she sees the time as her phone screen lights up. 8:13 AM No, this wasn't happening. Nope. Not to her, not today. In a flurry of blankets, sheets, and pillows she attempts to get out of the warm bed she'd been in as fast as possible. There wasn't a second to waste if she has any hope of getting to her job in a reasonable amount of time. If she still had the job anymore at all, since she is already thirteen minutes late. Why her useless phone didn't wake her as it did on any other ...
Submitted to Contest #64
A plume of smoke rises above her, and the red flame follows it up. The vixen turns away from it. Backing up to see and not burn her fur, her brown eyes look around at the billowing flames. The wall of fire ends to her left, so the fox turns, moving to the break in the pillars of heat and smoke. Past it, she jumps down a small ledge and barely misses burning her bushy tail. Looking up again, only for a second, she takes in the destruction. The whole forest, going up in flames. As far as she could see, the trees’ color nearly matches the col...
Submitted to Contest #39
He cranes his neck again as he looks up through the telescope at the stars above him. Quickly, James scribbles his dot on the paper in front of him. Behind him, the bonfire crackles with the rest of his family around it. The mother of the group notices her son and goes over to lay on the ground beside him. “Are you looking at any star in particular?” She asks him. “No, I’m mapping them!” He says.The young boy goes on to tell her that someday there will be people flying between stars and they will need to know where to go, of course...
Submitted to Contest #31
Spring shows its face when the morning sun starts to warm her face as she wakes. Carefully she sits up, smiling and basking in the rays. Dressing comfortably, but in layers. To accommodate the weather if the sun decides to shine and make her warm or if the winter winds still choose to blow while she works outside. After a hearty breakfast, one sure to give her all the energy she needs for the lovely, sunny Saturday that is shaping up as she watches out her window. Once her plate is clean and glass empty, she makes her way outside i...
Submitted to Contest #28
When I was still in High School a few years ago, I had a “typical” group of friends. You know, the outsider ones that seemed to come together and become close just because they didn’t want to fit into anywhere else. There were, in all, about five of us. This story is about one of these friends, whom I will call Jane for her privacy.By the time we got into our sophomore year, Jane had started dating this guy. Let’s call him Bob.See, everyone knew Bob. He was just one of those jerks everyone seems to have an encounter with. Everyone in our gra...
Submitted to Contest #26
Cole wakes up when he hears the cry room in the other room. A loud and urgent wail coming from just down the dark hall. Beside him, his wife shifts and moves to sit up, but the man mutters something along the lines of ‘I’ve got her’ while gently placing a hand on her back. The tired new mother relaxes and sinks back into the bed with a sleepy smile, and thank you while her partner sits up and pulls a shirt on before making his way to the nursery. A smile breaks out in his face as well when he sees his little baby in her crib, even as ti...
Submitted to Contest #24
The innkeeper is cleaning the last of the goblets and whipping off tables when they come in. Mary's heart drops into her stomach at the empty, clean hall with only the fewest candles lit. She looks at Clem, who has the same dread filled look on his face. Hoping against all hope, they approach the older woman, to see if she will offer them a room. “Miss, I know we are late. But if you could please give us a room, just one single room for tonight we would be forever grateful.” Clem says to her, green eyes pleading. Pulling out her po...
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