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Submitted to Contest #72
I wake up to my mom knocking on the door of my apartment. I wasn't expecting her, I could just tell. It was the knock: bold and unapologetic like she was. I moan pitifully as I roll out of bed and trudge to the door like a zombie, hair wild, the previous night's makeup smeared in what I'm sure was the most unflattering of ways. Luckily I didn't have to walk far in my cozy studio apartment. “Good God, Jane. Is that how you answer the door?” She never bothered to shield me from her disapproval. “It is at this hour,” I grumbled and headed f...
Submitted to Contest #71
At the sound of the doorbell, Rose brushed the cookie crumbs from her skirt with shaking hands before hurrying to receive her guests. “Welcome!” She said cheerfully, successfully masking her anxiety from the group of women standing before her. “Please, come in and get comfortable! I'm Rose, as most of you already know, thank you so much for coming!” Though she hadn't intended to, Rose locked eyes with one of the women, Sadie, almost instantly. She froze for just a moment before regaining her composure but was confident no one noticed h...
Submitted to Contest #70
Monday morning at the local high school in Plainsville, USA, found the majority of its teachers huddled together in the teacher's lounge. The principal had just informed them about an instance of vandalism on school property over the weekend and they all had thoughts. “Who would do such a terrible thing?” Norma Mullins, the school's music teacher and choir director, cried in horror. “Such disrespect. It really is a shame,” remarked Carl Morgan, the economics teacher, as he shook his head solemnly. Mary Gaunch, known by students and fac...
Submitted to Contest #68
“Can I tell you a secret?” She whispered, leaning towards me so the guard on the other side of the bars wouldn't hear. “Um...” Secrets were risky, especially in here, so I knew this could go either way. Considering the petite young woman was brought in by no less than three of the high-security prison's guards, intuition told me this secret was going to be particularly dangerous. But I was bored and had nothing else to pay attention to at the moment, so...“Sure.” I replied. “I have multiple personalities.” She said, quietly. Humph, not w...
Submitted to Contest #67
“I'm heading out, love you!” Jaime called as she stood in the open door awaiting his response, her black and white Nike duffel bag slung over her shoulder. “Love you too, babe! Go! Be like milk and do a body good!” Ben quipped from behind his desk in the spare room of their two-bedroom apartment. He loved that she was a personal trainer. The profession allowed for so many puns. As he heard the door click shut, he slid open his desk drawer and pulled out a tiny box. He opened it to reveal an engagement ring, one that belonged to his late mo...
Submitted to Contest #66
The sound of metal clanging ripped the young woman from her drug-induced slumber. Her grogginess dissipated quickly as she surveyed her surroundings and found that she was locked inside a cage. There were eight people around her, each locked in a cages. At a glance, the people appeared to be of varying ages, sexes, and physiques; seemingly a random mix. She had no recollection of how she had gotten there or how long she had been trapped, but she found that she did know where she was: Skull Island. With this realization came another: her fami...
Submitted to Contest #65
Katelyn woke, though, as a ghost, she no longer slept the same way she did when she was alive. She looked to the moon in the darkening sky. It was almost night. The amount of time that had passed since her death, she did not know, nor did she care, though in truth it had been less than half a year. Every day since her passing had been spent in misery and grief. She missed being alive and found that existing in the same realm of the living, of whom flaunted their beating hearts for all to see, was too much for her ghostly essence to bear. She...
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