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Samson found a corner in the abandoned house and curled up into a ball. Then he let the tears fall as he let the grief come to the forefront. He knew he had little time to grieve before his younger sister, Abigail, woke. Then he will need to put on a brave face once again as he leads his sister to this torn land. It seemed like countless years ago that the two of them were in a family of ...
Submitted to Contest #194
Nathaniel strolled the dirt path until he came to the village. Before he stepped forth into the dwelling, he saw the inhabitants and how they acted among each other. “This village will do well,” he muttered. He continued forth, checking out the places the people either resided in or they did business from. Places built of mud and brick. Others of wood that were either board or log...
Submitted to Contest #189
Trigger warning: Physical abuse and thoughts of suicide. It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Sofia trudged on, wrapping her arms around her body to try to keep herself warm. With a light jacket and wearing jeans with holes in them, she was not prepared for this weather. But she did not care, for she had to get out of the home where she was abused by her f...
“That person is surely going to hell.” “What made you a god? You know, for a fact, that person is going to hell.” “Look at how they dress. Look at how they act. Look at their lifestyle. It doesn’t take much thought to know they are going to the hot place.” “We will be surprised by who we see in paradise. Thank...
Submitted to Contest #183
After reading the text, I had to sit down before I collapsed in shock. The one friend I spent much of my younger life with has suddenly died. “Too young to have died,” I thought as many memories as possible of us together came to mind. Memories of us before we went our separate ways. We just started middle school when we met for the first time. We sat next to each other and star...
Submitted to Contest #182
“Follow that car!” James called out as he jumps into the backseat of the taxi. “You are not a stalker, are you?” the driver asks, who looks like a grungy Santa Claus. “Heck no. Just please drive.” “Ok, whatever,” the driver says ...
Submitted to Contest #181
James wept more than he has ever done in his life. A life so full of happiness quickly taken away by the evils of the land. “If I was only there to protect you,” he said of his wife, Rene, as he looked at the mound of dirt. “I could have protected you or at least gone with you to the afterlife.” It was two weeks ago that James left his cabin and his lovely wife in the woods to go to a sma...
Submitted to Contest #180
There is a knock at the door. “Who in the hell is bothering me now?” asks Devlin as he gets up from his cozy chair and marches to the front door. “This better be good, for this is my seventh day. My day to rest.” Devlin opens the door, a fierce look on his face, ready to berate the one who disturbs him. He opens his mouth to speak forth foul words, but clamps it shut when he sees a you...
Submitted to Contest #175
Gerald is an actor. Gerald is an avid reader of countless novels. Gerald has an excellent memory, so he can recite pages from a book without looking at it. Gerald has been told many times how he can be famous for his talents. Gerald can be a rich man with his talents. What does Gerald say to these people? “I can care less about being famous or rich. The talent given used to put a smile on someone’s face. To give someone hope for the future. To make their day a littl...
“Hey son!” my father called out to me. I turned to him, expecting to be told to do a chore for him. “Did you want to go out and throw the football?” he asked. I stood there in stunned silence. I had just turned fourteen years old, and he has never asked me to do anything fun until that day. “I’m going over to my friend’s house,” I finally told him. “Oh,” he said with a moment of a dejected look. “Maybe some other time.” “Yeah. Sure.” I left that day, not knowing the opportunity to do something fun with my father would never arise again. He n...
James knew he was getting close to finishing his job. A job he figured will be his last one for he is getting too old to do such a task for much longer. Too many times, his life almost ended because of his reactions slowing down. More times have come where he has been wounded or inches away from death. If he continues this path, death will welcome him. Part of him welcomed it, for his life was not a pleasant one but a necessity to rid this land of the evil. &...
Submitted to Contest #163
“I really wish someone will start talking so everyone won’t hear me fart,” James said to his family members. Everyone looks to James in disbelief, then they either chuckle or start laughing. “Always the one to break the ice,” James’s father, Bruce, said, giving his son a stern look, which quickly turns to an expression of gratitude. ...
Submitted to Contest #160
“The gift has been given to you. Others have lost this gift because either they did not want it or used it for their own selfish needs,” I was told many moons ago. I lowered the bucket down the empty well, knowing the results once I pulled it back up. Many will call me a fool for this well held no water for years. Of course, they did not know I had the gift to bring forth water. Water that will fill the soul in a world gone to madness. It is...
Submitted to Contest #24
Gorgin walked the corridors once again to make sure everything was okay. “Why do I have to continue to check out the station when we have systems set-up to make sure everything is in order on the station?” he asked the commander of the station, Morgan. “Just do it,” said Morgan. “You never know what can get past our systems way out here in space. There is a lot of unknown things out here. I’m tired of explaining to you each time it’s your turn.” Now, Gorgin was walking through the corridors, and checking out room after room. “Wh...
Submitted to Contest #23
“Listen up class!” Miss Glendale called out. “Time to quiet down for there is a special announcement!” All the students quieted down, excited that another week was about done. Their full attention was not on the teacher, with Henry standing next to her, holding a large place heaped with something that was covered with tinfoil. “Usually, we don’t do such a thing, but today is different,” she told the class. “Henry has a treat for everyone before you all leave.” All of them became even more excited. A treat to end the w...
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