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Submitted to Contest #99
There were always strange foreign men going in an out of the eccentric old man's house who lived next door. They would come overly confident with their nonchalant attitudes, barging in and showing off their wealth. They were dressed head to toe in fine knitted fabrics and designer suits with shiny jewelry ostentatiously placed around their bodies. Some would even march in with their entourage in a domineering fashion wearing camouflaged uniforms or dressed in bright robes. They'd demand to be seen aggressively knocking on his front gate...
Submitted to Contest #98
It was a particularly melancholy night before I left my living sectors for the first time in months. I laid there on my bed staring into the ceiling my arms crossed above my head. I couldn't sleep the night before either, I had vivid dreams about life before the great war that left our beloved earth deteriorating in radiation. We were the lucky ones as they say, only a small fraction that made it out alive. But, life in the red planet wasn't living, it was surviving, I know it sounds inconsiderate but sometimes it felt like a tedious ex...
Submitted to Contest #96
I jogged over and handed the airline receptionist my ticket to Nino Aquino International airport in Manila, the print out was soaked in the sweat and tar stained from my palms, the receptionist darted at me and gently grabbed it from my hands."Hello sir, can I help you check in some baggage?" she asks. "No thank you, I just want to check in please"She stammers a bit staring at her monitor for a few minutes and tapping at her keyboard."I'm sorry sir, I'm having some trouble with my computer right now"While waiting for her to get the...
Submitted to Contest #95
I stuck my tongue out as far as I could taunting and laughing at my cousin Pedrito whilst trying not to lose my grip , we were both racing upwards on to our coconut tree forty feet from the ground. Our hands locked around the circumference and our bodies bent outwards as the soles of our dirty blackened feet pressed against the trunks. We were all accustomed to climbing trees from such a high distance, Pedrito had the privileged experience helping his dad pick them for the seasonal tourist that flocked into town during the summer. Today he s...
Submitted to Contest #94
It was Sunday morning when the antique shops opened, the last weekend of every month, Edith looked forward to these days because she had reason to explore in the old antiquities of the past, every item had its own story and every person had their own way of telling them. It was a way of plummeting into history and engaging with a tangible artifact distinguishably more satisfying than through a phone screen.She felt a certain fulfillment from collecting and exploring old trinkets like a packrat and she loved to succumb to her crippl...
Submitted to Contest #93
It's 4 a.m. in Sunnyside, New York, December 2nd. A restless blonde woman of small stature sits in an unmarked patrol vehicle with a detachable siren on the front hood, she had just previously received a call from her Sergeant regarding a "ten seventy-one", witnesses describe the alleged culprits as four men with long hair in a pick up truck fleeing from the scene of the crime. After a few more sips of caffeine she exits and walks towards the front door of a residential building in a wealthy gated suburban neighborhood. She is well dres...
Submitted to Contest #92
The sounds of the seagulls crying out wake me every morning and the alarm of old rusted bells ringing and waves crashing on concrete shores call out to me to begin my day. They are beautiful sounds that I've grown accustomed to living by the sea. I love to run through the large green hills every morning and wave at the ships leaving the docks. "Aurora, don't run off too far" my grandpa says as he walks me through the fields. My grandpa named me Aurora from the northern lights he observed once during an expedition out to sea when my mother ...
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