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Submitted to Contest #55
"Can I keep a secret?" is the question that Paula asked her friend. She just had to tell someone "the secret" before her gut burst wide open and she watched her insides flow out of her body. Tyler had told her "the secret" that was shocking and unbelieveable. She would never had guessed that in a million, trillion years. He had told that wrong person "the secret". Marie stood there looking at her best friend, Paula debating if she should really tell "the secret" to get it off her chest and to know what other people thought of it. It...
Submitted to Contest #54
There was white puffy clouds floating by her as she laid in the grass dreaming about her boyfriend, Tyler who was trying out for a part on a television show named "First Chance". She had read over the lines with Tyler last night and it was about an actor getting his first chance on making it big.. Instead, of thanking God for his big break, the actor gets a big head and turns his back on God. It is suppose to be about how people thank themselves for the big breaks they get instead of thanking God who had been working behind the situation...
Mary Ann's life was quiet and peaceful which now consisted of going to work and back home. She usually stop at a fast food establishment to pick up something to eat because on one hand she hated to cook and on the other hand, it was cheaper to buy a hamburger than to make a hamburger at home. Having some friends that at first kept asking her to spend the night out with them. She agreed twice and found the nights boring and the music especially loud. She was a home body person which was just fine with her. She spent most of her nights e...
Submitted to Contest #53
Through the pane of glass, the world looked so different. One of her hands touched the coolness of the window as she watched the sun start to dip under the horizon, she was lonely sitting in er house with no one to talk to and the only voices, she heard was from the television. Those people were tucked away from her by thousands of miles. She wanted to hear another human's voice that wasn't coming from the television in her front room or the radio in her kitchen. She wanted a boyfriend that woulld risk being sick just to see h...
Submitted to Contest #52
Jamie had another dream about her last boyfriend, Roscoe being alive. All she could see was Roscoe standing in front of her with his hand out stretched toward her. His mouth was moving and she knew words were coming out. The words sounded weird and like it was another language that she couldn’t understand. It sounded like she had heard it before ,but she couldn't understand what he was saying. It bothered her when she had the dream because she always felt like she was letting Roscoe down. Their relationship hadn’t been what an...
Submitted to Contest #51
The one thing that always brought her out of her bed into the night was the many stars that twinkled their lights just for her. She could ask them any question that she wanted and they would twinkle their answers to her. One twinkle was a no and two twinkles was a yes, she loved talking to her starry friends who always gave her the answers she was looking for. When she was feeling blue, she would ask questions which they would always answer to her in a positive way. She remembered asking her starry friends if she would ever find a spec...
Submitted to Contest #50
The wind ruffled his brown hair as Mark sat in his daughter's treehouse . It was his wife's idea of bonding with his daughter. Having an afternoon bonding time in her treehouse was something he honestly wasn't too sure of. The boards had creaked from his weight and size. He stood about six foot four and at his last doctor appointment, he weighed in around one hundred seventy pounds. The sun was heating his tanned face and he was perfectly tanned on his face and arms. Under his shirt was another story because at the beginning of ...
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