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Submitted to Contest #105
CW: suicideTheo shoved me to the ground, “Nice clothes, nerd” he laughed. Behind him, his two cronies laughed and I scowled at them.“Where’d you find them? The dumpster?”More laughter.“Hey! Leave him alone!”I looked up and saw Tyler running over. Tyler was six-feet tall with blonde hair and blue eyes. A star footballer and the most popular kid in school. Theo snorted, “What are you gonna do, pretty boy?”Tyler didn’t back down, “You really wanna find out?”He towered over Theo. It was a minute of staring before Theo stepped back. “Fine,” ...
Submitted to Contest #104
TW: abuse, mental health Cassie took a deep breath and wondered why she agreed to this. This wasn’t her. She felt the butterflies in her stomach fluttering about and almost turned around. She swallowed, trying to ignore the anxiety building in her. You can do this. Before her was a metal double door leading into a converted warehouse. She could hear thumping behind them, and knew she couldn’t back away now. She looked down at herself, she was nicely dressed in neat but casual clothing; jeans and a black cardigan over a yel...
I was sitting in my favourite chair reading a book when I heard a knock on the door.“Just ignore it,” I said to myself, turning a page. Knock-knock.“You told yourself you weren’t going out tonight. Especially not with him.”Knock-knock-knock.He’s not going to go away.“Fine”, I sighed, marking my page. I put the book down and stood up, stretching. I headed over to the door and pulled it open. Standing there with a massive grin on his face was Dave. “You ready mate?” he said with his usual cheeriness. He was one of those guys who was alway...
Submitted to Contest #103
The building loomed ahead of me, dark blue, almost black in the foggy night. Only the pale light from a single street light illuminating it. The streets were empty of all but two cars; to my left was a white van, missing a wheel and left for the scavengers of the street to pick clean. The side panels had been graffitied with the tags of the local artists. On my right was a red sedan, almost too good to be in this rubbish-strewn street and I gave it a passing glance as I passed by, catching my reflection in the passenger window. I stopped, su...
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