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Submitted to Contest #76
“…and a whole lot of raisins!” I licked my lips in anticipation of the baked goods I had just ordered. Loved by few and hated by most, raisin cookies were one of my favorite snacks to devour on a cold winter day. I thanked the baker, Mr. Moreno, and began to walk home, careful not to slip on the ice since my ankle had been recently broken. There was very little snow on the ground, but the morning frost was lain thick; each ice crystal catching a ray of light and glinting off the one beside it. Breathing in the crisp air, I stopped and examin...
Submitted to Contest #62
Assuming you’ve all been back in time, you will have certainly have heard this story. If you haven’t been back in time, then you probably don’t own a time machine. You’ve never heard it? Well then, I’ll tell you. Yesterday; a short three thousand years from tomorrow; I traveled with a lepidopteran who would try to change the world. A lepidopteran is the scientific name for a caterpillar. (Yes, I am a scientist.) When I first found him, he was an ordinary creature, the shade of light brown, and practically worthless. He was so boring, I almo...
Submitted to Contest #57
“Lookee there!” a toothless old fisherman yelled to me. “That’s a biggun!” He cackled at his own sarcasm. Anyone could tell that the Perch on the end of my line was no bigger than half a slab of bacon. “Listen ‘ere: I know of a man named Cletus, well, ye can barely call ‘im a man, he’s more of a gorilla!” he let out that low congested cackle once more. “He’s an expert in photography, an’ if ye happen to take a stroll down past ‘is place, he’ll make it look like ye never caught a bigger fish in yer life!” Though I knew this man was obviousl...
Submitted to Contest #55
It was a cool and calm day for fishing. The kind of weather every angler hopes will be on the forecast as he strings up his rod and reel. Today is the day that I thrive. I am known ubiquitously as The Great Fish’s Fisherman. Think of me as a murderer if you will, but I will always voice liberty and equality for all fish, even if it costs me my river. Even if it costs me my life. Nobody really knows what I do for a living, if you can call it a living. I work by myself, and occas...
Submitted to Contest #38
Bob opened his eyes for the fiftieth day in a row without really knowing why. Stuck in his house with nothing to do but complain to himself about how sore he was, Bob got up every morning with a pain in his side both literally and figuratively. It was bad enough that he was by himself, now he had no choice but to entertain his bored mind. He sighed and sat up with a crack of the spine and eased over to his kitchen to make yet another bowl of flavorless oatmeal. As he grabbed the bag of flaky oats, he saw his neighbor, Phil, staring at him ou...
Submitted to Contest #37
The Weatherman had got it wrong again. Rain turned to snow and back again as Carl drove his rusty car, he didn't know what kind it was, home from work. "There goes the barbecue." He thought. Carl yanked the wheel of the car to the right as a grey car with its headlights off zoomed past him down the road. He muttered under his breath and turned to look over his shoulder at an old lady who was just then swerving back into her own lane. The car was already invisible, masked by the wet drops of snow that were being poured down from heaven. Carl ...
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