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Submitted to Contest #99
I couldn’t believe we’d made it here, my friends and me. I also couldn’t believe all the people who were here either. I looked around at the crowd in amazement. I was still a little jetlagged from traveling from the USA to the UK to spend the Summer Solstice at Stonehenge with my two best friends. We had woken extra early today to come here to watch the sunrise on the longest day of the year at one of the most mystical places on the planet. Obviously, we weren’t the only ones with this idea, as people of all kinds had packed the place. ...
Submitted to Contest #86
“I just love the first day of Spring,” Willow said, looking around the park where everyone mingled. “Everything is waking up from winter.” “Plus, they say a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of love,” Ivy giggled, her eyebrows wagging up and down. “Ivy, all you can think of is boys,” Rowan said, rolling her eyes. Ivy shrugged and said, “That’s life. Especially this time of year, when everything is being reborn.” Rowan shook her head. “Let’s just get to the rest of the group,” she said, walking toward the...
Submitted to Contest #85
“That’s the thing about this city,” I tell the young girl. “You don’t want to go out at night. Monsters lurk in the shadows, and who knows what they will do to you.” She looks up at me with fear in her eyes, and I know she’ll take my words to heart. “I just wish we didn’t have to go out and get her medicine,” I say, nodding toward the bundled up figure on the couch. “Me too,” she whispers, glancing at the motionless figure. “We’ll be back,” I call out to the figure. “We’ll be careful. Take care until we’re back.” The ...
Submitted to Contest #81
“I hope he likes my Chicken Parmesan,” Beth muttered as she lit the two taper candles on the table. The doorbell rang, and she waved the match out, putting the box of matches in the top drawer of the buffet before she hurried to open it. Doug stood on the other side of the door, holding a single rose in his hand. Beth’s face lit up, and she layered her hands on her chest. “Is that for me?” she asked, looking up at him with wide eyes. “Unless you have a twin running around, looking as beautiful as you, of c...
Submitted to Contest #77
“Do you have enough food to last the week?” Mr. Archer asked Debbie as he stepped into the cabin. Debbie nodded as she followed him inside, saying, “I stocked up before I came here.” “What about firewood?” he asked, setting down the armful of logs he’d carried inside to the fireplace. She pointed to the box near the fireplace and said, “That’s full, and there’s a large stack on the porch.” He looked at the box and nodded. Standing, he wiped the dirt off of his hands and said, “The water pump is in the backyard. The kerosene lamps are f...
"Are you sure about this?" Becky asked, looking down the steep hill. "Of course, I am," Joan said, then looked down the hill and swallowed. "At least, I think I am." "Aren't we a little too old for this?" Becky asked, holding the green sled in her hands. "Age isn't anything but a number," Joan said, holding the blue sled. "As much as I'd like to agree, I don't think my back will agree with you," Becky said, laughing. Jane laughed and said, "You know, I think my knees will agree with your back." "Come on,...
Submitted to Contest #71
“You’re kidding me, right?” Samantha asked her friend and business partner, Liz. “You mean we have to work with Jake Wells for the Holiday Festival?” Liz nodded, looking at her friend in resignation. “I know,” she said. “I couldn’t believe it either, but Mayor Gloria told us businesses needed to share booths this year for space reasons. Jake argued against it too.” “He would,” Samantha said, sneering. “He’s scared that once everyone tastes our pastries together, they’ll realize our bakery is better, and he’ll end up out of ...
Submitted to Contest #67
"And the winners of this year's 'The One' are Julie and Justin!" "Boo!" Cara said, throwing a piece of popcorn at the screen. "Not those two!" Sam moaned, waving his hand toward the television. "Why did those two have to be the winners?" Cara asked, picking up a handful of popcorn and shoving it into her mouth. "Seriously," Sam agreed, reaching for some popcorn. "I mean, we could do a better job than those two." Just then, the announcer said, "And don't forget, if you and your significant other want to be on the next season and win one milli...
Submitted to Contest #65
The moving truck pulled up at twilight. I watched the movers unload the belongings inside and bring them into the house. I didn't see anyone else go in. I'd heard someone had bought the old Murphy house, but I thought they'd be tearing down the building, not living in it. The new owners must have heard the rumors about the house being haunted. It was featured in the news and at least one paranormal group had investigated there, capturing voices on tapes and shadowy figures darting from room to room. I hoped the new owners knew what th...
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