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Elsabe De Walt

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Fear can be conquered with small steps.

Emma enters the room. The cold air smells like it hasn’t been moved for years, like a stagnant pool of water; it festers and gives her an uncomfortable feeling that makes her cheeks strike a deathly pale. Surely, the home's caretakers would clean at least once in a while, no?As she carefully strides further, her ears veil an echo of a child laughing. She despises the lingering eeriness as much as she loves historical things and history itself. Emma takes a deep breath and focuses on the dust dancing on the surfaces captured within daylight’s...

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Comfort in a friend.

Submitted to Contest #261

In 2006, I was told I needed to know how to swim. As a four-year-old, I was scared to death. The only interaction I had back then was when I had to bathe. I stood in my swimming gear, shaking like a Chihuahua, and stared into the depths of a fiery void, beating rhythmic chants for the naïve to leap into. I wrapped my towel tightly around myself, seeing it as a protective layer to prevent harm.I wrapped my towel tighter. It was the only layer of protection I had, providing enough warmth to trick my body into thinking it was safe.Suddenl...

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I am a forest fire

Submitted to Contest #255

It resounded like elephants marching outside her room with a dense smell of materials recklessly thrown together to declare importance to themselves, and she awakes with a shrill to inform any intruder that she’s aware of their presence. But, it would’ve been a dream if someone had entered their home. No, this was far worse than she imagined could happen as her mother rushed through black clouds into her room, urging her to hurry outside.The birds hadn’t begun their morning songs as glass sliced their hands to circulate more air through the ...

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