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Submitted to Contest #83
Connor had always been closest with his mother. When he was younger, it was something society would label as being a ‘mommy’s boy’, but I think it’s just that they had more in common. I worked long hours at my job, which probably didn’t help, but it wasn’t just that; it was a bond. I actually recall that being the downfall of my relationship with my own father, as having too much in common made us butt heads more. But it was different with the two of them. After the car crash that killed her, Connor was changed, and I was desperate to know h...
Submitted to Contest #80
“I detest depictions of wolves as vicious, greedy creatures that are only out for themselves. Wolves are pack creatures, and a real wolf dedicates themselves to preserving the future of their pack. A real wolf dedicates themselves to their children.” Allison stared, on the verge of tears, the memory of her father’s words echoing in her mind. “No,” she whispered. Her mother, eyes already red from crying, shook her head. “Allison, I’m so sorry, sweetie.” Lillian Thatcher’s entire body was tense, and Allison knew her mother was barely keepin...
Submitted to Contest #41
It’s the night of the full moon. Which means it’s time to pay for our safety. Mama says the werewolf prefers to make the kill itself. That’s why we tie them up and cut on ‘em, to draw blood, to draw the wolf. It’s always been a hard decision, she says, but it ain’t seem so hard to me. Everyone the sheriff chooses is a wicked person. The type of person that’ll go to Hell anyway, the pastor says. Whoever it is, I ain’t never seen them in church. Mama says there was a time before they’d struck the deal. It’d been horrible. Little kids like me c...
Submitted to Contest #32
Something tickled the edges of Katherine’s senses. Katherine turned over in her sleep, her hand brushing against her husband’s body. Her sheets twisted slightly with her as she did so, wrapping her right foot in a bit of a knot, which her subconscious got annoyed at and she shifted her foot so she was free to move. She started breathing faster as her heart sped up and her face twitched as something continued to bother her. Her psyche dissipated her dreams into oblivion before m...
Submitted to Contest #30
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve had a kinship with cats. It isn’t just my need for alone time contrasted with my desire to be so close to people cuddling in the couch that I’m practically on top of them. Or the desire to climb trees (luckily I can get down easier than most cats). Or even the need to have dinner now, it’s 7PM, you said it was dinner time, where is the food? It’s just love. I’ve always loved them, and...
Submitted to Contest #29
“If I’m turning to go run a few times a month and have to deal with this shit at school-” “Language, Allison!” Lillian Thatcher exclaimed. “…I have to deal with this stuff at school,” Allison amended. “And it’s a gigantic part of my life, so why shouldn’t I be allowed to march in the Pride parade? I understood when I was too young to even turn, but I’m thirteen now.” She turned to her mother. “You agree with me, ...
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