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Submitted to Contest #296
Doorbells and knocks—easily the worst noises on this space rock, especially when you're elbows-deep in a blood-soaked carpet and there's a pile of limbs in your tub.I froze, the whimsical bell chime I bought online a few months back mocking me with its funny tune. The box cutter in my hand turned to concrete, every muscle in my body warming under the panic.I waited, hoped they would go away. The ticking of my grandmother’s grandfather clock filled the space as I held my breath.The moment stretched long enough for me to finally let my lungs o...
Luke didn't understand why people insisted on shaking hands. It was gross, and the number of people who don't wash them after using the toilet is astounding and horrific.He looked at Greg's outstretched hand, thick and calloused and--was that ketchup under his nails?"No thanks," Luke said, barely hiding his grimace. Greg didn't pull his hand back. It stayed there, suspended in the air, waiting for him."What?" Greg asked. Luke looked up and watched his brow fall. That usually meant confusion or disappointment.A look he knew too well.He sighed...
Submitted to Contest #295
It’s payday. The worst day of the week.I was diagnosed with a sleep disorder on my twenty-third birthday.Nothing they’ve seen before.I don’t know why they thought I cared.I sleep fine. Eight hours a night. Wake up clear-headed, brush my teeth, make my coffee, go about my day. And they still call it a ‘sleep’ disorder.The doctors assumed I was schizophrenic at first, but the scans showed I was sleeping. I asked them why that would be, I’m clearly awake.It was easy to laugh off at the start. Even fun, sometimes.As long as I stayed cheery.I see...
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