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Submitted to Contest #318
(tw: implied racism/antiblack-ness, mentions of war)The office smelled like stale paper and floor polish. I clocked in three minutes early. Tom hated lateness more than incompetence. Most days I didn’t see him before ten anyway. I made my rounds: checked the ledgers, took the mail cart from the front, brought Susan her carbon sheets for the typewriter she never oiled. She gave me a quick nod and didn't meet my eyes. She never did unless she needed help lifting something. I didn’t take it personally. Much. My desk was in the back near the rad...
Submitted to Contest #310
(tw//cannibalism, blood, and gore)I couldn’t believe he agreed to come over. I wouldn’t want to talk to– let alone ever see me again after the award show fiasco. I should’ve been more composed. More professional. But, I couldn’t bear to see him smirk at me. To smile at me… I almost gagged thinking about it.So, I tripped him. Came as naturally as breathing, and you know what? I would do it again.He knew what he was doing. I should’ve won best pop artist. He only won because all of his fans are prepubescent teenage girls. Which begged the ques...
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