Brooke Tango

“Thank you, I'm Sorry” by Brooke Tango

He’d never spoken a word before. Not to what Ali had noticed of him so far. He sat in the back of the room and observed his classmates, never contributing to the class. She’d sneak looks back at him, but his long brown hair was always covering his face. It was so long that it covered his eyes and his nose, only revealing his lips. She didn’t even know what color his eyes were.  Now, his head was resting on his d...

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“The Two Shells ” by Brooke Tango

Submitted to Contest #83

The sun shone brightly on the clear ocean and made Riva’s skin hot. She was native to the touch, but she loved the warmth. She wobbled as she stood in the shallow area, and there were people all around. Riva didn’t know where she was. One moment she was standing behind…a man with dark hair, arguing with her father, and the next she was flying through the water with legs where her tail used to be.            Riva...

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“Goodbye is the New Beginning” by Brooke Tango

Submitted to Contest #47

Are you sure that’s what you want to do?” Amy asks. She looks at you with uncertainty in her eyes. “You can make it work.” “Yes. I have to do it. It’s better for the both of us,” you said while you hopped in the passenger side of Amy's car. Your vision was blurred by a few escape tears you hadn't noticed. “Aw, Vee, I’ll always have your back and whatever you decide to do I got you.” She w...

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“The Pineapple Murderer” by Brooke Tango

Submitted to Contest #47

On a mid- August summer morning, you walked up to the mailbox retrieving the mail for your mother. You were rummaging through the envelopes, hoping to find a letter from your boyfriend, Steve, who you hadn’t heard from since he left for football camp. The camp he was attending wouldn’t allow any electronics and only letters. You hoped to find a letter from him. The last time you received a letter was over two week ago.

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“The Misunderstanding ” by Brooke Tango

Submitted to Contest #47

“Annika! Hurry your sexy, ass up!” you heard Natalie say. The party starts soon, and you wanted to make sure you looked good for Andrew. You ran to the door room where Natalie stood, propping the door open.“Sorry. What time are we leaving again?” you asked. Natalie thought that you both should arrive late to get Andrew’s attention, but you didn’t see how that would help.“If you walk in, looking hella good, he’ll notice you and talk to you. It’s a great idea,” is what she said the night before...

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