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Submitted to Contest #51
I blinked wearily, looking down at my feet as the frigid cold stung my cheeks with a harsh slap. Puffs of air flew from my mouth as I shivered, nudging the pack of hard ice that rested by my foot. The night was quite calm. The trees were swaying in perfect harmony with the wind, their branches adding to the melodic symphony. Crickets hummed somewhere in the dark abyss of the forest and an owl pierced the night sky with its familiar call.I stared up at the sky, taking in the stars that were usually drowned out by the city lights. But here, th...
Submitted to Contest #50
There were as many stars in the sky as there were people on the Earth.Why would she choose me, if there were so many other people out there?Oh God, she was gonna say no.I raked a hand through my hair as I watched the waves tumble on the shore, listening to them send their rhythmic melodies over the beach. The sea foam ran up the sand, teasing the late beach goers, all of us supposedly waiting for the sunset. The sun wafted over a soft heat that was strangely comforting and warm. There was a soft whimper next to me, and I sighed and looked do...
Submitted to Contest #47
It had to start raining right as you stepped out of your car door. And it wasn’t just sprinkling. It was pouring. The harsh droplets of water splattered all over your clothes as you bit down a sigh and crossed the street. A car swerved around you with a loud honk and screeching tires, but you barely noticed. The watch on your wrist chimed loudly. Late. Just the way it needed to be. They’ll be there now.The warm lights of the town bar illuminated the dark, murky puddles that lined the streets, and you q...
Submitted to Contest #44
"And you're sure you have everything?"The sharp winter wind whistled and slapped my face as I watched Tom load his last bag into the back of a taxi. His black hair fluttered along in the direction of the wind, his cheeks flushed from the cold. I rubbed my hands together as he stepped away from the car and walked over to me and nodded. "Yes, I do! Quit worrying about me already!"He sent me a glare, but I knew there was no anger behind it. He dug through his coat pockets until he supplied himself with a pack of cigarettes and a silver lighter....
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