D. Alfonso

“Making Waves (Spirits Pt. 1)” by D. Alfonso

Making Waves The sea refused to still. Waves lapped against the shore incessantly. Any boats on the horizon continued to bob up and down. Misty sat on the beach, but the waves never touched her. She didn’t let them, waving her hand so they stopped just short of her. Everything else she had ever known sat below those waves, completely unbothered by the storm above, but Misty liked the storm. She liked watching everything sway and change as the wind howled. She had always liked storms. Bay always said she was brought to the ocean during a fe...

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“Drink Me!” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #81

Sophia smiled as she put the finishing touches on the lavish dinner table and stood back to admire her handiwork. The candlelight illuminated everything perfectly, casting the perfect light on the wine glasses. Oh, one of the forks was crooked. She carefully straightened it until everything was perfectly aligned. Rose petals were scattered along the table. The color would compliment the color of the aged red wine. The red wine would then complement the main course.  “Is everything ready,” a voice called. Sophia turned to find her clie...

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“Thinking, Thinking, Thinking” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #76

Jamie stalked home, weaving in and out of the street crowd. They paid her no mind. She hadn’t hoped that they would. Still, she was too lost in my thoughts to care. Ooh, Oliver made her so mad, especially after everything he said about her. Called her an aloof rich kid in front of everyone, saying she had probably bribed the teachers, so she wouldn’t have to do anything. It was all a lie, of course. Jamie worked just as hard as any other student. The next time he said anything to her, she swore she was going to snap at him. Tell him that no ...

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“The Algorithm” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #72

For decades, the world had been ruled by an Algorithm. It told you when you should sleep. It told you what you should study and know in school. It showed you videos based on your previous finds. The lights changed in your room depending on how the Algorithm thought you felt. After so many years, it was perfect. Every decision the Algorithm made was right. It wasn’t like the old days when the Algorithm could miscalculate. There were no miscalculations here.  The Algorithm was like a mind of its own, although it was nothing but a string...

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“Fix It” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #70

I tried everything. Promises of chocolates, game tickets, and countless apology notes and letters. He wouldn’t talk to me. He wouldn’t answer me.  “He’ll come out when he’s ready,” my sister assured me, but when would he be ready? I paced the hallway with my hands behind my back. I couldn’t sit still. When I sat at the kitchen table, my fingers drummed against the game board that we had set out a couple of hours before. The game pieces were still set out, waiting for someone to claim them. I rolled the thimble around in my hand and lo...

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“The Real Treasure” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #67

The wind whistled softly, calling me to the open sea. I looked out across the water and the deck of my ship. There were no other ships on the horizon. The weather was peaceful. It was the best time as any to go hunting.  “How are we looking, Cordelia,” I called. My first mate, and the only other woman on the ship, rushed to my side.  “The course has been charted, Captain Nerida,” she answered. I grinned and nodded.  “Good, and the rest of the crew?” “Ready to follow you into the storm.” I nodded again and looked to the...

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“The Living and the Dead” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #65

The last thing I remembered was the impact. One second, I was standing in the street. The next, I was lying on the pavement. Then, everything went black. When I opened my eyes again, everything was different. I was standing on a different street outside a cemetery, but that wasn’t the most surprising thing. I distinctly remembered it being summer, but now the decorations screamed Halloween. Surely, I had just closed my eyes for a moment. And why did everything feel so weird? Why did I feel weird? “You new here,” someone asked. I turned to ...

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“Music to My Ears” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. Literally. The long-awaited fall festivals had arrived, and the performers were making a great show of it. The crowds awed as the flames danced. I moved right past them and continued on. Elemental magic was common in Silkmere. I was surprised the tourists hadn’t gotten tired of it. I certainly had.  “Miss, if you’ll allow me, I sense great magic,” one of the vendors called as I passed. I barely gave them a second look, turning the other direction instead. Of all the vendors, that...

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“Bring Back the Memories” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #62

It’s true what they say on TV: waking up in a hospital surrounded by strangers is terrifying. Granted, I managed to play it cool like a comedian once said. It’s rude to just accuse people willy-nilly. It’s rude to just shout, “Who are you?”, in a hospital. It’s really not very nice, so I tried really hard not to do that. Instead, I pretended. I pretended and lied through my teeth.  “Oh, Celeste, we’re so glad you’re awake,” someone gushed. I had a vague memory of him with a slash on his cheek, but there wasn’t a mark at the moment. Wh...

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“Hazelnuts” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #61

Whenever I came into a new town for whatever reason, the first place I visited was the local café. Sometimes, I wouldn’t even order anything. I’d just sit there and soak everything in. It was just part of the job. I was an investigator for hire, similar to the great detective himself. Anyone who needed my help, provided that the case was interesting, got it. The local café was the best place to observe everyone, since they were always themselves in the café. It was like a second home.  The town of Millie Point was a sweet little town,...

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“Life Over Death” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #60

After living for thousands of years, never aging, I got pretty good at predicting the actions of mankind. Goodness, it’s all so predictable. Humanity ignores every reasonable suggestion given to them, crying when things go wrong. I had seen empires rise and fall, so I knew just about every card humanity could play. I just watched as those cards were played over and over again. After all, Death is one of the only immortal beings in the universe.   “The fires are escalating,” I muttered as I stared at the TV screen. Though I was sa...

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“Alone in New York City” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #59

I was walking to work like I did every day. Every day for two years I walked to the skyscraper towering above the city. Every day for two years I took the same route to work. Every day I passed the same buildings and the same people. But I knew none of them. Not really. I kept my head down, not talking to anyone. No one ever spoke to me. I never spoke to anyone else. That’s the way it was.  “Jemma,” my boss barked as soon as I stepped into the office. I had long given up on correcting him. Julia, I used to say, but I was nev...

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“Going Up?” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #58

If there was one thing I hated most in the world, it was elevators. To be enclosed in a small space with complete strangers, not knowing how long it would take to get to your destination, was absolutely terrifying. So many things could go wrong in an elevator. You could get stuck in an elevator. You could plummet to your death in an elevator. Someone with an extremely bad B.O. could be in the elevator with you. The list goes on. I wasn’t exactly sure why I was so scared of those machines, but I just was. My family laughed at me, but my broth...

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“By His Own Will” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #57

“Get this notarized as soon as possible,” Mr. Garner barked. I scurried up to his desk and gestured for my companions to follow. Mr. Garner looked me up and down as if he couldn’t believe he actually hired a woman as his lawyer. Despite that, we went through the process of notarizing the will. Afterward, I started to read over it.  “Sir, are you sure this is what you want to do,” I questioned, and he nodded.  “I’m aware that my children will disapprove, . That is of no importance to me. I do what I will. Do you have a problem w...

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“The Coven” by D. Alfonso

Submitted to Contest #56

“Hey, Cass, did you hear about Henry and Jessica? They were kissing behind the stables. A guard and a servant girl? Unbelievable, right,” Lilith exclaimed as she let fire snake through her fingers, and her red hair nearly matched the color of the flames. I smirked. Only someone blind and deaf could have missed Henry and Jessica. “Yeah, of course, I did,” I replied, letting a bit of the water I was levitating splash on her head. Lily growled in response and set a little ball of fire my way, but I dodged it easily.  “Ugh, really? Jess...

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