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Submitted to Contest #73
He had been going to see an old friend. That’s what he remembered before the white room, and now he sat in a van with two strangers whilst large droplets of rain hammered the windshield. They were parked outside a house. Not just any house. Sandy’s house. 21st December 1972. Why was he here again? “You’re probably wondering who we are,” said Kye. “This is Sam. Plays bass. I’m Kye, the lead singer and guitarist. We’re here to make sure you get to where you need to be.” “One more day, champ,” said Sam. “You need to make the most o...
Submitted to Contest #72
Anna Underwood had never known how The Dome really worked until she found herself on set in her first live episode being snogged by Travis Ullman, who the public had voted to be Anna's lover, even though he was already married. Anna hadn't been the least bit attracted to him and had been mortified when the viewers voted for her to have sex with him in the jacuzzi on their third date. She had no idea just how much The Dome controlled the lives of cast members. Fans of the show were convinced that parts of the show were scripted, that it was a...
Submitted to Contest #36
Monday 1st April 2019 Dear Peter,I have decided to keep a diary because Mrs Hutchinson says it’s a good idea. She said that you can look back on it in a few years' time and read about things you might not remember. I’m worried I’ll forget things like my Mum and my brother and the awesome spiderman costume I am now wearing so I’m going to keep a journal then read it when I’m really old and don’t remember much, like Grandad George.I have called you Peter, after Peter Parker, which is Spiderman’s real name, of course. Mrs Hutchinson also says t...
Shortlisted for Contest #34 ⭐️
Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!Fredrick’s home! It’s my favorite time of the day!‘Alright, boy,’ he says as soon as he walks through the door. His skin looks shinier than usual but it’s definitely him. He has big eyes and lots of lines on his face and I’d know his smell anywhere.I lather him with kisses as he crouches down to scratch behind my ears. And because he is mine and I am his, I know something’s wrong, so I don’t leave until he falls asleep on the sofa. I pull the blanket from inside my bed and pull it around Frederick’s legs with my ...
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