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Submitted to Contest #37
Jim walked in through his door and threw himself down on his couch. It had been a long, strange day. As he sat thinking, his phone rang. He pulled it out and saw that it was his sister, Mindy. Finally some normalcy in all of this mess. He picked up, “Hey, Mindy. What’s up?”“Hmm, I see. Yea, I’m doing alright. Well, mostly.”“Oh, it’s nothing.”“No, it’s really nothing.”“Okay, fine sis. It’s nothing that you need to worry about anyway. I just had the craziest day today. It started this morning. I went out for my m...
Submitted to Contest #36
May 10, 1957My baby girl was born today. Everything went well. There weren’t any complications. Sheryll and I have decided to name her Ann, in honor my mother. It’s sad that little Ann won’t ever know her grandmother, but at least Sheryll’s parents are still alive and healthy. Ann will still have a pair of grandparents to enjoy. And she will be spoiled rotten by them for sure, since she’s the only grandchild. Well, baby’s crying. Better go check that out. What a great day. I’m a father. I hardly can believe it.11/...
4th of March of 2020And the 5th of the same month.And the 6th.But also the 3rd and 2nd and 1st.You know what. Let’s just do this:
Submitted to Contest #35
Tom opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling. Immediately, someone spoke. “Tom?”“Hello? Where are you?”A head peeked over. “Oh, you’re awake. Thank goodness. I thought," the voice cracked a little and coughed before going on. "I thought, sometimes, that you would never wake up.”
Submitted to Contest #34
   Johnny woke up to the sound of rain. “Oh, no,” he thought. “If it’s raining, then we can’t go down to the lake; we're not going to go fishing and swimming in it today.” Johnny had been wanting to swim in the lake on Grandpa’s farm ever since he had gotten dropped off by his parents five days ago. It still hadn’t happened. “We never get to do what I want to,” he muttered. ...
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