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Submitted to Contest #69
Luna's eyes were as wide as saucers as they stared at the scene right in front of her; Denise on all fours on the living room of her parents' house as two girls were riding her back and making lion noises. The two girls; Dana and Jade, an eight and six year old respectively, were having the best day of their lives as they commanded their Aunt Denise to take them to the kitchen where the "Wicked Witch" was keeping the "Damsel in distress" hostage. "Are you sure the witch has Princess Bubblegum?" Denise asked the two girls "Yes! Now onward...
A lot has changed. It was weird. Too weird. It was weird that Reign was not packing tank tops, thin cardigans, shorts, sunhats and sunscreen. It was nearing the end of November and that usually meant a trip back home to the ever sunny and hot Philippines. She always looked forward to her annual trip back home because that meant a month long freedom from work, and just dilly-dallying across beautiful beaches in Palawan or Boracay. It wasn't always smooth sailing though; long lost uncles and too nosy aunts seemed to pop in from time to time...
Submitted to Contest #62
Sometimes RJ thought she was in some kind of TV sitcom, minus the recorded audience laughter and the occasional applauses after a sassy comeback, or sighs and sad noises. But if this was just some kind of sitcom, then she was sure in a crazy one. What with 10 years of being sent off to one family, only to be sent back and thrown off to the next, well it sure as hell felt like peak comedy to RJ. The kids would often tell her that it was just how the system worked, that not all kids get to bask in the love and idea of a family adopting them,...
Submitted to Contest #61
It was an hour after midnight. It had only been three hours since she had lost her best friend. But it felt like eternity, it felt as though the world had decided to take a pause, making sure she'd feel every ounce of pain, and making sure she'd remember it for a very long time. Life is beautiful but sometimes unforgiving. Beautiful. "The lungs are beautiful and she did great" Then... "S-She had a stroke. I'm so sorry..." Unforgiving. It was one word to describe CF. It was unforgiving and it can take away a lot from someone. ...
There were pillars lining towards the entrance of the conference hall, each pillar painted an immaculate white with yellow lights shining on top of them, each was at least 6 feet tall and sturdy looking, and everyone seemed to be in awe of them as they all took out their respective phones to start snapping one for the gram. Upon the entrance stood two more pillars at each end, towering taller than the ones leading towards them, and then right above the entrance door hung a huge sign made of sturdy material, in bold blue cursive letters that ...
Submitted to Contest #60
It started calm, it was barely 9 in the morning, the rustling of the trees was relaxing, the sky was filled with clouds resting against the blue blanket and flocks of birds flew over your head as you snuggle deeper against your pillow, basking in the warmth the day brought, your alarm clock never bothering you today, you could hear muffled voices coming from behind your door, and you could clearly hear your little sister squealing in delight when the theme song to her favorite cartoon started playing. Oh how great it would've been to...
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