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Submitted to Contest #95
The Two Doors By Aran Eagle It wasn't a hard choice. Just pick a door and go through it. My peers had already done it. I hadn't heard any screams so far at least. My father had gone through and had told me most doors led to a place in society. Everyone, despite status, had to go through a door. The king's son had gone through and become a pauper. I was seven when that happened. I thought it was crazy. He went from being royal to being worse than my uncle. I have worried about my twenty-first birthday ever since that day. ...
Submitted to Contest #69
It is never an easy thing for anyone in our family to say something that goes against the family rules. There is always a risk that you will be kicked out of the family and the even bigger possibility that you will be mysteriously found dead. My uncle decided to sleep with a prostitute, and our grandfather found out. The day after, our uncle turned up dead in the local movie theater. My brother and I have been careful to keep our words in line, and to always be respectful. We were terrified that whenever our grandfather wou...
Submitted to Contest #62
The man before him was unlike any Mr. Holden had ever seen. His eyes were bloodshot, his clothes bloodstained, and the man was so tightly tied to the chair he was in, that Mr. Holden was tempted to loosen them. The man, a convicted murderer, had spit forming behind the metal gag in his mouth, his chest was straining as he tried to break out of the bonds that held him. Mr. Holden backed off just a little and opened his briefcase. He withdrew a small stack of papers and commenced reading them to the crazed man in front of him. "Atticus Jam...
Submitted to Contest #58
I sat in the back seat of the police officer's car, and knew what I had done had been right, but had severely hurt the person I had been trying to protect. It was all I could do to make sure that Keisha got away. I knew she was excited by the fact that her virginity might be taken tonight, but I wasn't going to let that happen. I wanted to protect her, but I had been her best friend since fifth grade, and she wouldn't see it that way. I wanted her to be happy, but I knew someone stealing her virginity in a one night stand at the Homecomi...
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