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Submitted to Contest #65
I didn't understand why he would want to take me there. At the time I thought it was a little weird; "But it will be fun!" is what he said. Yes I myself am always up for some Halloween fun...but spending the night in a graveyard, well I thought that was taking things a bit too far. I remember we snuck out from my room and made our way out of the house. Arriving at the scene with the moon bright and high in the sky. We walked to a place that seemed to be the heart of it all, to a grand old tree whose branches resembled great big claws. He p...
Submitted to Contest #61
"Oh, it's that time, look at what came in the mail for you!" "Nooooo. No no no-no-no. How did they find my address?" "Okay, you realize it's just your high school reunion right? Your acting like the mafia is out to get you and they sent you a note to say they're coming." Sarah chuckles to herself while looking at her girlfriend in awe. "You don't get it I have no desire to go back there. Exes that I can't stand, other people I can't stand that will be their, friends that I haven't talked to in years so we're probably not even friends any mor...
Submitted to Contest #52
One night I was by myself walking home when I looked up and thought I saw a familiar face. At first, I wasn't sure, it was a fairly dark winter night and my eyes had been focused on a screen so long that I had to squint to see anything else. I tried calling out to them, asked who they were, explained my vision wasn't the greatest with them so far away. But there was no response. Surprisingly this more annoyed me then made me feel uncomfortable, but even still I didn't move toward them. The more I fixated on the figure the more I realized I d...
I am someone who is always very careful. Since the day I was born nothing I had ever done wasn't methodically thought out or done without the utmost extreme caution. So the day I was selected to go to the moon I had failed. Or something was very wrong. Let me go back and explain. Since the last moon launch in 1972, the people decided that they no longer saw the point in continuing to take these trips to the moon, so they refused to pay for any funding. About twenty years later a government association was hell-bent on the idea that it was d...
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