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Submitted to Contest #294
“I’ve been thinking lately.” Kaitlyn said from the kitchen where she was making lunch, her hair slowly falling out of the bun she put it in because her curls would never be tamed. The brown twists constantly falling in her face. Sam always found her gorgeous regardless of how much or how little she tried to be. “That must hurt.” Sam responded, laughing and walking towards her. This was his dream that he was confused about how he ever deserved...
Submitted to Contest #289
The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. Those were the first thoughts that Addie had after they woke up. Well, after the thought about how much their head hurt, which made the room a little unfocused on top of it being unfamiliar. Addie reached their hand up to check for any sort of injuries, but the only thing they felt was their short, teal hair. No blood, no cuts, no bumps. So, if their head was injured, it was just bruising, or internal. Addie wouldn’t be surprised if they ended up w...
Submitted to Contest #288
Cara had always hated storms, as long as she could remember. She was never entirely certain of why, but she had some ideas. A lot of people assumed that it had something to do with how loud it was, but she didn’t think that was it. She felt like there had to be something more than that, something that triggered the hatred of the storms. Her therapist said that maybe something traumatic happened that she didn’t remember, and that that was what had triggered it. And Cara thought there might be something to t...
Well, this was just the cherry on top of the shit sundae that was Thomas’ Monday. He got caught in the rain without an umbrella, after he just got fired from his job, that he had been late for once again. He wouldn’t be late every day if his car would actually work. But it refuses to start, no matter how much money he puts into fixing it. But he hopes every morning that it will start, and it never does, and he always ends up having to catch the bus, which makes him late to work. Guess that makes him an idi...
Submitted to Contest #287
“I just can’t believe that he would do something like that.” Carmen sighed. “He was my idol growing up, and now I’m just left to pick up the pieces.” “I know it sucks, but it unfortunately happens quite often.” Her friend Abby responded, handing her a cup of tea and sitting down across from her. Carmen took a sip of the tea after gently blowing on it. It was lavender chamomile, her favorite. She sighed, even this wasn’t making her feel any be...
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