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Submitted to Contest #52
“I’m coming!” Sheri sprints through the house while narrowly avoiding tripping over the unkempt floor with garments and beer bottles on the way to the door. She swings it open to see that a man who looked about 6 feet tall, dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes that looked more green, was standing there. “Can I help you?” “My name is Jared Smith. I’m a detective for the case of your missing son.” He holds out his hand for me to shake it. “Oh! I was told you wouldn’t be able to come till later to discuss the case.” I shake his hand and open the...
I glance over at the clock. 11:59PM. Any second now it will strike 12. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! Still 11:59. 1! 1! 1! The clock hits 12. "First try." It was clearly not actually my first try, but only I knew that. I sigh with sorrow and head into the bathroom. Usually, I would hop into a cold shower, but today I felt like I needed a hot bath with some classical tunes. I take my clothes off and turn the faucet on. "OUCH!" I adjust the temperature to be a little cooler. Should I add the bubbles? I take the bottle of bath bubbles from un...
I pace back and fourth in front of my door waiting for the letter. The letter that would be my deciding fate. The letter that would say "You're next." I knew that it would come today since tomorrow was the day that it would happen. Tomorrow was the day that I had marked on my calendar. The day that I would go to the moon, but never return back. I nervously bite down on my finger nails. Maybe I'll get lucky and not have to go. Maybe they'll change their minds and choose another poor soul. I hear a knock at the door and rush over. I quickly op...
”Are you sure you can watch the store while I’m gone?” The manager asks me. I’ve only been working here for 7 month, but I figured I could handle it. Besides, she would only be gone for 2 hours so, what could happen between then? “Of course I can. Now go on your date!” I place my hands on her shoulders and push her toward the sliding doors. “Don’t forget to feed the animal,” she proclaims. ”I won’t.” ”Make sure you lock the doors when you leave.” ”I will.” ”If a robber comes in, give them everything they want.” ”I know. I know....
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