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Michael yelled down into a hole his head was hovering over, laying flat on his belly. When he didn’t hear an echo, he pushed up onto his elbows with a confused look on his face. He thought back to the basic science classes in his past which might have covered a lack of echo in a cave, but couldn’t recall any. Nobody ever called Michael an idiot, but nobody could call him a genius. He liked to think of himself as practical, rational, useful, and handsome, but most people would disagree with half of those descriptors.&n...
Submitted to Contest #39
David Mann spent his last night on Earth looking up to the stars. He, like so many before, always felt a pull to those distant twinkling orbs. For some, the night sky makes people feel insignificant, but it filled David with questions, not the romantic sort he was content to leave unanswered. David had to know. He needed the answers. In pursuit of those answers, he spent the entirety of his life. The more he learned of theoretical physics and astronomy, the more questions he had. After a few drinks, ...
Submitted to Contest #38
Police Chief Donnel saw the squad car headlights approaching on the rural road leading to his station at 3 am. Two hours ago he sent an officer to rouse his small town’s psychologist from her sleep. As he waited for the car, he rolled a cigarette around in his fingers, debating if he should light it and break his 20 years smoke free. Until now, he had never encountered evil. In all his years of service, never. It was mostly parking tickets and the occasional underage party. A light rain started falling as the squad car pulled up ...
Submitted to Contest #36
4/13/2002 Today, I turned 34 and found out I’m going to be a father! We had a party, nothing major, close friends and family. It’s all died down now, so I thought I would get some thoughts down in this thing while they’re fresh. I sorta suspected Holly was up to something when she announced we were going to open gifts. I objected, of course I objected. Who wants to watch an old man like me open unwrap gifts. Children do that.  Anyway, she sits me down in the “Chair of Honor” and I open gifts. Socks from ...
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