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Submitted to Contest #36
September 9th, 2018We have our first date today. His first date ever. I don’t know what we talk about, but the conversation lasts around the lake. He offers his hand to help me over a muddy spot, but I don’t see until he has withdrawn it. He tells me that he wants to take me on a picnic in a library. I would like that.September 13th, 2018I’ve never understood the sparks that people in love say that they feel. I thought that it wasn’t real, that the dull warmth of caring for someone as a friend and trying to feel more, was all there was. Toni...
Submitted to Contest #35
Henry knew that crying was for children. Children younger than the age of ten. Why, just last week he’d blown out ten candles, opened presents covered in dinosaur wrapping paper, and listened to his parents belt out their family’s rendition of “Happy Birthday.” It involved fart jokes and sound effects, the whole shebang. It was glorious, and Henry wished that it would never end. But of course, it did, and now here he was, a year older, the big one-zero, with nothing to show for it except a skinned knee, cut on his ear, and the words of Jake ...
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