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Submitted to Contest #313
Eleven O’clock. As the sun rose on October 6, 2050, Oldtown, Maryland, was peacefully settled and ready for the day’s events. By midday, residents would assemble at the Oldtown High gym entrance for a senior citizen bingo game called " The Choice." My town was awakening, just like I was, filled with a mix of anticipation and anxiety; how will I recover if I lose today? Looking up at the bright blue sky and feeling the gentle breeze under my jacket, I began to feel more relaxed, gradually moving away from the stakes of gambling. Today, I bel...
Submitted to Contest #238
She gazes for a moment at her bedroom door and then says, not loudly, but enough for whoever she thinks is behind the door to hear: "Not again, you’ve already taken from me, so go to --." This wintry night, when neither a murmur nor hum is heard within the walls of the Thompson residence, Elzebeth anticipates a thief. The probability was created six months ago while living alone in her apartment. Bandits harassed and forced her out of the very home she had lived in for twenty years, and she knew they would return. She was one of the f...
Submitted to Contest #199
“Baby girl, stay out that sun; you gonna burn!” “Yes, Mama,” was the only response a ten-year-old country girl like me could say. Naturally, I grew to hate the sun, convinced it was the cause of my anxieties, and agreed that it was not my friend. Given the critical opinions of dark skin, this powerful source of light from the sky brought me anguish. Mama said, “Trouble don’t last always, but for now, you must protect yourself from what people assume about you. We in the South, girl…stay out the sun.” But Mama didn’t care anyth...
Submitted to Contest #197
First stop Aruba. On a muggy June Baltimore evening, my husband sat in our family room in front of our television, impassively watching his favorite science fiction programming. "Destination Aruba is canceled," he said mechanically, almost as robotic as the show he was viewing. "I love going yearly, but we can't afford to go this year." An eerie white noise filled the room, only to discover a programming disruption, perfect timing. I couldn't reply to his announcement since his words were muted by the pressures of life, sandwiched...
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