Feylica Chan

“A Clothing” by Feylica Chan

As one would have expected, working at a clothing store was mind-numbingly boring. Sometimes- and by sometimes, he meant all the time - Dan wondered why he ever chose to work at a clothing store. At first, Dan chose the job because the clothing store was located within walking distance of Dan’s house and even though Dan didn’t have much work experience if any, the store was still willing to hire him. Dan needed the money and he knew that this was probably the only option so he decided to take it.Did he regret that choice? A little. The job p...

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“Flowers” by Feylica Chan

“Ewww!” Timmy looks at the flower thrown over his book - a white rose. The flower is beautiful and he feels a sharp pang in his chest as he does every time he sees a flower being plucked. Giving people flowers is unnecessary and Timmy will write you a thesis on it if you try to argue that it is a romantic and beautiful gesture. There is nothing romantic about hurting plants. The birds and bees and the plants didn’t work so hard and long to make a flower just for your freaking girlfriend or boyfriend. Give your partner a plant instead, d...

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“You’re My Kid, This My Job” by Feylica Chan

Submitted to Contest #15

“Hey Dad, do mind coming over tonight? Or, like, right now? I have a little bit of an emergency. Please bring your truck. Thanks!”Johannes sighs, shutting his flip phone after listening to his daughter’s message. “Well, it seems I have a longer night that I thought I was gonna. Ana has another emergency.” Johannes says with a laugh, using air quotes around ‘emergency’.Jameson, Johannes’ boss, seems to agree with him. “Your girl has an ‘emergency’ every other week. Why do you still go? Why not wait till the morning? You and I have spent all d...

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“The Gifted” by Feylica Chan

Submitted to Contest #15

Normally, staying hidden required being out of sight, and being silent. Arno was so far above the angry crowd in the streets, that he could be neither heard nor seen over its roars of fury. Anyone that looked up at that exact moment would see only a great eagle swoop down. The bird's eye watched everything. It watched, flew over the anger in the streets and Arno observed the bird as it disappeared into the distance. He wouldn't say he'd made friends of the animals, but up where he was, they were all too often the only thing that offered any ...

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“Together we build our hobbies ” by Feylica Chan

Submitted to Contest #15

"Riku, you can't just sit there forever. I know you're on watch but I won't let you just sit there all night. We'll be fine for a couple hours." King Mickey had said, and he was right. The hours were ticking by like seconds while the stars thankfully shone brightly in the night sky. It was a beautiful sight, a sight that let's people forget all of their sorrows or painfully remind them. Depending on the problem. "I know, I'll be sleeping soon." Riku said, his eyes still glued to the starry night sky. They had been on the road to dawn to...

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