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At the intersection, I could take a right and go home, but left would take me down the road to an unknown trail in the woods. Today, I decided to go left. Home meant sitting down at the kitchen table to do homework, and for some reason I was just not in the mood. The scent of fresh flowers pervaded the air, and the spring sunshine made everything feel more alive. It made me feel more alive. I pedaled my bike faster, eager to head towards adventure. It had been forever and a day since I had ventured into the woods, and usually I just saunter...
Submitted to Contest #304
Nightshade Leo woke up with a start. He glanced down at his watch to look at the time. The numbers glared back, reading 5:00. For a moment, he wasn’t sure if it was five am or five pm, but the light pouring through his bedroom window assured him that it was five in the afternoon. As this realization registered in his brain, he threw back the covers and jumped out of bed.“Holy shit!”, he exclaimed. “How did I sleep so late?”He quickly grabbed a pair of jeans that had been slung over his desk chair and put both legs through, pulling them up an...
Submitted to Contest #281
The Jesterby: Daryl Barber Last Christmas I gave you my heart but the very next day you gave it away…crooned the voice from the loudspeaker, as Lacy and John swiveled their hips in time to the music. “How about some drinks to cool us off?”, asked John, straining to raise his voice over the sound of the song. “Sounds great!”, said Lacy, giving a thumbs up sign. She continued to dance, while John made his way over to the refreshment table. It was a very festive scene. Red and green lights swirled from the ceiling, making colored dots on the d...
Submitted to Contest #280
The Wrong Formulaby: Daryl Barber Clark adjusted his glasses. He was walking back to his office after a quick trip to the breakroom. This morning, he was almost late to work. There was a power outage in the neighborhood, and he woke up at seven instead of six-thirty. When he opened his eyes, he glanced over at the alarm clock. It read 12:00 AM. The red numbers and letters blinked on and off, reminding him of the stop lights in the middle of an intersection. Oh shit, he thought. I can’t afford to be late today. My presentation is at eight a...
Submitted to Contest #278
MichelettoBy: Daryl Barber 08/26/2024 My dearest Adam, I am writing you a letter to tell you that I still miss you. When we met several years ago, you stirred something in my soul, and I have never forgotten you. I appreciate all your letters and cards. Guess you took my invitation to keep in touch seriously. I know that you told me your wife Jane died awhile back, and I wanted to know if it would be O.K. for me to come over sometime. I never wanted to cause trouble between the two of you, which is why I never came by to see you in person....
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