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Submitted to Contest #284
"You could do with some cheering up babe. Where's that festive spirit?"Max glowered from behind a giant heap of gifts. Bradley could be fun, yes. If only he knew when to stop. Right now, with frayed nerves and a backpack digging into his delts, Max had no patience for his boyfriend's "festive spirit".The elevator doors opened to a mom and toddler duo. Max forced a smile and a nod as they stepped in. Do they talk at that age? Would it be rude to ask?The Jenga tower of gifts wobbled in Max's arms as Bradley pulled a box out. He unpacked, caref...
Submitted to Contest #273
Trigger Warning: Mental Health, Self-harm, Gore Ethan von Hohemheim has been a subject of several news articles and conspiracy theories in the past decade. In particular, the circumstances of his death and the surrounding events has been a constant point of interest for the paranormal activity community. Ethan was born the sole heir of Greggery von Hohenheim, the custodian of the Hohenheim estate. From a young age, Ethan showed a great deal of interest in creative pursuits. He moved out of the estate when he was 18 years old in order t...
Submitted to Contest #260
“Guess what? I’m related to Frankenstein” That was the last text message Amir sent me. I had so many questions like “Isn’t Frankenstein just a story?” and “How’d you find out?”. But he left me on read.Summer had come and gone, and with it the vacation. Clouds roared aloud at the height of the Indian monsoon. I looked out the school bus window, my mind as gloomy as the skies. Amir’s ghosting had got to me. We’ve been best friends since kindergarten and I was beyond frustrated. My plan for the day was to beat his ass as soon as I saw him....
Submitted to Contest #247
1. KalkiPeople come across many places they start calling home throughout their lives. Yet, one always tugs a bit stronger. For Kalki, it was her grandparents’ house where she spent her summer holidays.On the road from Patiala to Chandigarh, a small lane started from an unnaturally large gate. The local government chose to spend all their money on this beautifully sculpted golden gate instead of fixing the road that lay ahead of it. The pothole-studded road passed through fields of sugarcane and mustard, and occasionally would have small pat...
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