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Submitted to Contest #289
I hate it here! Karmen stood in front of the door frame, trying to be as respectful as possible while she waited for her mother to finish her ridiculous rant. Her heart was pounding in her chest so hard she was starting to fear her heart jumping out of her chest more than her mother. She clenched her fists in the pockets of her hoodie, hiding them out of view. Her throat felt like it was under the pressure of a thousand unsaid words; it was as if a lump of dirt had invaded her esophagus and was holding it hostage, leaving her unable to...
Submitted to Contest #288
In the middle of the night, the skies are as black as a void. The nocturnals are howling ridiculous tunes, and humanoids are on a hunt. The pale creatures scream while running into the darkness with their pitchforks in the air and torches held far too close to their chests. They shout profanities and miraculously avoid trampling over each other. All in a group effort to catch the one they deemed unfit to be in their community; the one with spells and powerful magic known as a witch. Cora exhaled as the mob sprinted past her. One of her...
Submitted to Contest #287
On the couple's day, a couple decides to celebrate their love for each other in a famous restaurant. It just received a good, no, fantastic review from an equally famous review writer. There was really no reason that they shouldn't find themselves here after five lovely years with each other. Matilda and Jerimiah have been together before that too but that's not the details we should be worrying about. They just arrive in front of this famous restaurant, and they excitedly walk to the entrance. Jeremiah holds the door against his lean build ...
Submitted to Contest #278
Trigger Warning: This story contains mentions of suicide, murder, S/A, and drug abuse. To whomever it may concern in the future, I must confess. Lisa clutched the letter tightly in her trembling hands, her heart racing as she tried to process the words before her. Each sentence felt like a distant echo, her mind struggling to comprehend the reality they presented. The ink on the paper blurred into a haze as she stared at it as if it were a passage from a dramatic novel rather than a message meant for her. One shaky hand dropped to the desk, ...
Submitted to Contest #277
Trigger Warning: This story will contain death.I miss her. I glare down at the cleanest gravesite around. I made it my duty to come a clean her headstone every night. I would come talk to her before I went to bed and when I woke up in the morning. The routine kept her alive in my mind, but it also made the realization that she was gone hit me so much harder. Her grave looks like it is almost isolated from everyone else's. I hope she isn't still lonely in the afterlife. All of the others are covered in moss and shrub as if they were...
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