Isobel Juno

“All is well” by Isobel Juno

“All is well. This is nothing at all. Things will remain the same as they ever were, except where you and I lie. With you it has always been the same cycle: I leave it all and eventually return, then you do the same. Like when my mother died, you left me feeling everything, and eventually, you came back after three months and made things right. Then your dad died and out of remorse, I did the same to you, except I decided to come back after six. You know my paybacks are always a tenfold, still not sure why me being gone for more months t...

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“The Purge Door” by Isobel Juno

Submitted to Contest #95

One of the doors read Purge and the other Death, I guess I didn’t earn a place in whatever is better.  I’m no genius but my best bet is that Death is no better than Purge so the choice is obvious. I put my hand on the doorknob with hesitance, I take one last look around the empty place, maybe there’s something far ahead that gives me more options.  Yet I don’t think I deserve it so I highly doubt it.  I turn the doorknob, once the door is open all I see inside is darkness, I peek out to see if the other door is still the...

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“Picky ” by Isobel Juno

Submitted to Contest #63

The wind blew strongly making few leaves fall from time and time, even though the whistle of it was loud June could still hear running footsteps closeby on the field. "April, quit it out" she exclaimed in annoyance, April's giggle could be heard "Mom is going to get us in trouble" she looked between trees trying to spot her. "Can you stop joking around and help me already?" she groaned. April hidden behind the trunk of a tree watches June, quietly. She was quite short but was good at climbing, so she grabs branches and with all her strength ...

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“My will to Michael” by Isobel Juno

Submitted to Contest #57

You are going to hate me after reading this but it’s not like it will matter much, for I will be dead. The worst that can happen is that you burn my body and dance on my grave, which I won’t even be able to see. I confirm now with no evidence that ghosts do not exist so tell your uncle John about it to ease his mind. Michael, you better be the one reading this, or else what I’m going to say is embarrassing but then again, I’m dead. But this could be used to humiliate you so… I guess it’s not a win situation for everyone. I thought long...

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“Little Boy ” by Isobel Juno

Submitted to Contest #54

A euphoric sense overcame their bodies as their eyes met, their hearts maybe did a flip and drop dead as their eyes traced each other’s face, realizing how much they have changed. It felt as if their breath was being held back, to her she would think she was about to have a panic attack, to him it was just something related to his asthma. But they both recognized the feeling. The feeling of relaxation slowing going through their veins, the ignition of a spark that was once there but the past blew off that flame. It was a moment of reconnec...

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“I” by Isobel Juno

Submitted to Contest #51

You love being the center of attention. You love being adored by the rest. You’re kind and sweet and caring and your personality is what makes people want to be around you. You’re also smart, you know your stuff, people want to work with you, people enjoy hearing your ideas and seeing you get so excited over future projects. They love your smile. They love your face. They love your body. You love that. You know your smile is a radiance of good energy, people like your company, they like your aura. Your face seems to be molded by goddess...

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“Stargazer ” by Isobel Juno

Submitted to Contest #51

When I look up at the sky, I become vulnerable. I seem to not be able to feel my feet on the ground and instead, I feel stuck in my thoughts. The thought of dying never scared me, the thought of living did. Many people at the support group told me that was bad, that I should be grateful at the fact of being to open my eyes once more or being able to get out of bed. They think I should be grateful for so many things, but I think they should be more understanding that there is no point in feeling so. They asked me when I feel this way, what...

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“The Channel Tunnel” by Isobel Juno

Submitted to Contest #50

The alarm system chimed loudly as the four teens ran toward the exit of the bank. One of them ran chuffed as he carried the bag with money in a disorganized way letting few bills fall from the half-open zipper. “You wanker you’re dropping everything!” One of the yelled sod off as he tried to pick up what he could of the bills while a security guard chased after him “It’s just a few bills, Ross, besides I’m sure you could still take your brother to Disneyland with this amount” Ross was not fond of Kai but he was the reason to him doing this ...

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