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β™‘ ℂ𝕣π•ͺ𝕀π•₯𝕒𝕝 β™‘

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Too Perfect To Paint (Part 3)

Submitted to Contest #68

Kara stumbled through the grass, a blindfold masking her eyes, her arms outstretched like a zombie.  β€œHenry, where are you taking me?” Kara asked the person who hopefully was preventing her from crashing into a tree.  β€œDon’t worry, we’re almost there!” Henry assured her while ushering her slightly to the right as she took small steps forward.  β€œWe’d better be,” Kara grumbled. She had to wake up at 4 o’clock that morning for a special event Henry wanted to show her. They’d been walking for what seemed like hours, and on occa...

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The Annual Life or Death Beauty Pageant

Submitted to Contest #66

Everyone tells me I’m beautiful. I’m serious, everyone. Strangers strolling down the street will drop their coffee on the sidewalk and gawk at me, then ask how my complexion is so clear. All of the girls at Wilmington Academy beg me to style their hair and apply their makeup. All of the boys practically drool whenever I pass them by in the halls. Everyone wants to be me. Which is why I decided to enter into the Life or Death Beauty Pageant. The Annual Life or Death Beauty Pageant - or ALDB Pageant for short - is a contest watched worldw...

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Rags to Riches

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I heard screams, but the echo was swallowed by the crackling of fire and screams. Horrified screams, but the source was unknown.  Fire was pouring out of me, immersing my entire body in flames. It quickly seared my thin clothing, burning the fabric with ease.  But it didn’t burn me. I didn’t even feel the warmth of the flames whose mission was to devour everything in sight.  The bright death-sentence transferred to the walls of the castle, eating them away, scorching them...

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Worst Luck

Submitted to Contest #61

This reunion is going to suck. I wasn’t disappointed as I walked through the door. The room was filled with the lifeless bodies of deflated balloons, and the few stray ones were floating and clashing in bright hideous colors - lime green, neon pink, and mustard yellow.   A slow song was on, but the dance floor was practically empty, occupied only by a few people who brought their dates to the reunion with them. It seemed that Eve Zimmer and Brent Johnson ended up together. Surprising, they hated each other. Eve had a sparkling diam...

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The Almost Breakup, Reese's Pieces, and a Baseball Cap (Part 2)

Submitted to Contest #61

Author’s Note: All of the sections inside of the italicized parts are the memories. This is a flashback from one of their dates! Hope you enjoy it!I sniff the candy Henry presented me with. I gasp and I am suddenly brought back to a memory I vaguely remember - the first time Henry brought me this chocolate. I was sixteen at the time, and I thought that our sixth date was going to be awesome. I was deeply disappointed. We were at a theater, and we had purchased tickets to a romantic comedy titled, "That's My Wife!" We entered the theater...

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Zombies Aren't Green

Can I clear up some common zombie misconceptions for you? One: Zombies have aged, silver or green skin and nasty hair. Not true! I have smooth, caramel colored hair with natural blond highlights and tan skin from summers of relaxing on the beach. Some of us have tinted olive skin, such as my Nana, but we aren’t dyed green or gray. No pun intended. Two: Zombies pop out of the ground. Nope. I popped out of the womb, like normal people do. But I’m far from normal anyways. Three: Zombies eat brains. Well, this one isn’t completely...

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And The Rest Goes To . . . My Hippocampus?

Submitted to Contest #57

I carefully brought my shaking hand onto the yellowing parchment. The large calligraphy at the crown of the paper read Last Will and Testament.  It was no secret that I would soon become a mortal, not for a myriad of reasons, but for one enormous one. I was diagnosed with Euphorium Aglacia Dernis, a harmful disease that slowly drives away all immortality from gods.  The quill connected with the old paper, and in circular, swirling motions, I inscribed the words, β€œI, Chantara, goddess of waterfalls, give my last will and testament...

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The Diner of Doom, Toilet Paper, and a Whole Lotta Awkward

Submitted to Contest #56

KaraI’m trapped in a romantic prison with no way out except to stay for the night. I’m seated on a hot wooden stool, a candle flickering before my eyes, rose petals adorned the red tablecloth, and my ex-boyfriend, Henry Watts, placed on a chair directly across from me, his blue eyes sparkling in the starlight, but looking nervous nonetheless. I blame my best friend. Sandra Montgomery, my forever friend and swim partner since 3rd grade, had set this us up, informing me that there was this very interesting man that she wanted me to meet f...

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