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Submitted to Contest #167
Thursday, November 23, 2006. I woke up to SOS by Rihanna playing on my purple digital alarm clock. I got out of bed, grabbed my new toothbrush with too many bristles, and brushed my crooked teeth. I pulled my fried blonde hair back into a ponytail to wash my face. Wait – that doesn’t make sense. I got my hair cut on Monday, and it was too short to pull back into a ponytail. So that can’t have been Thursday. Why can’t I remember Thursday? Thursday was the most important day of my life! So far. Did I do so bad that I forgo...
Submitted to Contest #164
“Where I come from, we don’t die young.” She snapped her bubblegum. She said it so nonchalant – so plain – as if it was. I wrote her off years ago as pompous and self-aggrandized. Poetic. Gold and rubies birthed her, and wealth was a catalyst for that type. I hated the way she perched on my bed. I bet if she stood, my mattress wouldn’t remember her; she floated. Above us, she floated. Angelic, she floated. My mattress remembered me! It embraced me. She floated. Weightless and witchy and wondrous...
Content Warnings: Abduction, youth abuse, weapons, substance abuse, murder, death, neglect, abandonment. You will know right away how this story ends, and you will try to change it. That voice in your head will clutter, and those voices will scream. And you will believe if it’s loud enough, you can shift this story’s course. You will believe that. But you cannot change it. You are the reader, and this story is already written. Still, you will invest. You will invest because you will want to change the end. And if I write it...
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