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Submitted to Contest #289
In the bathroom of a nightclub named the Odyssey, Leonore Shulze dried her tears with a brown paper towel that was so thin, Leonore could see right through it.Leonore closed the stall door behind her, the sound of muffled music and someone washing their hands kept her from vomiting, she focused on the sounds to ground her back to reality. She took her right hand, the one with all her rings, and bent down to unlatch the belt of her red heels. Despite being the clean freak she was, Leonore set her stocking clothed foot on the nasty public bath...
Submitted to Contest #285
I woke to the sound of a plastic propeller slowly starting to go fast then stop at a steady pace of speed. Power from my brain, it surges through my body. I slowly open my eyes—it makes sense that my mind comes first, then my actions—the sky was grey, the sun bright in my peripheral vision.I move my eyes slightly.Oh, that’s a ceiling, I’m in a building, and the "sun" was a light on an arm—46 watts. But of what building? It was unfamiliar. But also, who am I? I feel as if I know everything except for who I am. All these facts and statistics s...
Submitted to Contest #281
TW: Physical violence, gore, drugs, self-harm, adult themes, sexual situationsDetective Harding arrived at Sam Bristletons house three weeks after Christmas. He got a call from Sam’s ex-wife, Dawn, that she hasn’t seen Sam in weeks and that she isn’t answering her phone calls, and Dawn is a mess.Being Dawn’s friend for years, Harding agreed to check in on Sam for her. He knew tye problems they had, Sam's drinking, so checking on her felt like the least he could do for them.Harding had to bash the door in with his foot. When he stepped inside...
Submitted to Contest #272
In Shine Howl, strange things happen. From serial killer Bunnymen and a decapitated woman roaming the graveyards scaring both the dead and the living, to beings from a totally different world. People call them folklore and scary stories. The residents call it hell. You can call it whatever you’d like—Hell, a curse, God’s wrath—it didn’t matter. Not to Lucy M. Hillwood.Lucy grew up in Shine Howl, and she’s seen things others haven’t, she only kept quiet for her own sanity. She lived in Shine Howl up until she was twenty-three, then she moved,...
Submitted to Contest #270
How To Make Lobster ChowderPosted on Witch's Today by: Chelsea SutherlandPicture the leaves outside changing colour, the days are getting shorter, you notice it getting colder based on your breath coming into shape in front of you. The bugs go quiet, the birds start to migrate, people begin to prepare for the next three months of intense holidays. In this scenario, you’re just a kid and school starts next week. The world is new to you, you have no worries. Mom and dad take care of everything so you can be a kid.That’s what I go for when I ma...
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