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Submitted to Contest #297
Grandma was a woman with a trifecta of quirks: Quirk number one. Her well-worn, olive-green reclining chair had to be positioned directly under the skylight even though it continued to fade. I slid the chair closer to the TV once and she totally freaked out.Quirk number two. The drinking straws on the counter were divided into groups of specific colors, and each color was in its own clear, glass flower vase. Mother made sure to ask her which color she wanted before setting a mug of coffee in front of her.Quirk number three. There were three ...
Submitted to Contest #294
Matthew Pollack sprinted into the police station like a bat out of Hell. “Giant snake...my friend…we tried…he’s dead...Kaiju.” Officer Bolton wasn’t sure if that last utterance was a sneeze, but he offered the young man a tissue and ushered him to a chair. Moments later, his sister Pamela lumbered through the door. She was guided into a seat across from Officer Collins. Matthew J. Pollack’s police statement: ...
Submitted to Contest #287
“Come in, have some tea, we can chat while we wait. — I don’t get many human visitors. I assume you live near-by?” “Yes, I temporarily moved into the stone cottage about a mile down the road. Summer get-a-way. Just me and my five cats for now.” The woman fidgeted nervously as she sat by the dining table while Joel puttered in the kitchen. The only reason she was in the stranger’s home was because he said that he had seen her missing Tw...
Submitted to Contest #285
Frank took a deep breath. He was about to tell the story again. He looked at the man across the table and blew out a whistle through puckered lips. He put his hands on the table and leaned in. “It was a Sunday,” he began. “I came upon the wall calendar as I was sorting through the advertisements and flyers from the newspaper. A yellow posted note that said, “Pay It Forward,” was adhered to the cover. As I flipped through the pages, checking out the retro artwork, a stick figure of a person draw...
Submitted to Contest #257
INT. - OLIVIA’S AND HER ROOMMATE TIM’S APARTMENT - SATURDAY EVENINGPhone rings. OLIVIA (Answers phone) Hello Jane. JANEWill you answer when I’m in a car crash and calling from a stranger’s phone? OLIVIAIf I don’t recognize the caller ID, I don’t answer. And if you’re in a car crash, I hope you have the sense to dial emergency before calling me. JANEDon’t ever let me use you as my emergency contact. Olivia huffs. JANESpeaking of emergencies, I have been summoned to Scranton. Can you stay here with Babs until Sunday? OLIVIAWell, I guess...
Submitted to Contest #247
Victor’s entire body jerked, and when he opened his fluttering eyes, he discovered that he was teetering on the edge of his mattress. He rolled onto his back and turned his head, staring quizzically at the figures on the shelves across the room. A variety of creatures looked back at him. He threw back the comforter, stretched, and tumbled to the floor with a thump. Fully awake now, he stood and lumbered over to the shelves while running his fingers through his disheveled, raven locks.&nbs...
Submitted to Contest #246
Clint was twelve years old when he was first punched in the face. The burning, throbbing sensations he felt in his cheek were definitely unexpected. The force caused him to stumble backward, and he fell on his bum. He has seen fist fights on television, the “punch-er” would take the initial shot and the “punch-ee” would appear to be infuriated, prompting him or her to retaliate. But the pain Clint felt was physical and he was reluctant to fight back and risk another blow. He also felt a b...
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