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Submitted to Contest #40
“A mental health disorder characterized by persistently depressed mood or loss of interest in activities, causing significant impairment in daily life. That’s the dictionary definition of being depressed Carter. I wiped my tears. But what they don’t explain in the definition is how painful, difficult, and tiring it all is. Carter looked at me with sad eyes. He walked up to me and gave me a hug. I was taken aback, and soon enough I broke down and sobbed in his arms.” I closed the book with frustration. “Don’t you hate it when books make ...
Submitted to Contest #39
“Hey Mom. Look at the sky. Look how brightly the stars twinkle, especially that one over there.”“Alright, my child. What’s wrong?” “What do you mean?”“Every time you sit by the window looking at the stars or the sky, something is on your mind.” “Psh Mom, not true,” the daughter said as she looked away knowing her mom was giving her “the look”. “Okay you’re right.” The mom walked over and gave her a hug, until she finally said, “What’s on your mind?” “Tell me about the time you knew you were in love.” “It’s a long story. A...
Submitted to Contest #38
Into the Unknown“Gooooooodmorning!! Wake up! It’s time for breakfast!” “Christian! Quit it! Turn it off! We’re all still sleeping.” “Grayson. Sorry to break it to you but you’re the only one that’s not awake. Therefore, get up!! It’s time for breakfast.” “Yeah yeah yeah. I’ll be down in a minute.” “We made your favorite!” “You don’t even know what my favorite food is. Now, get out!” Grayson headed downstairs and he saw that his roommates were sitting around the table waiting for him. “Nice to finally see y...
Submitted to Contest #37
The Man from Our Past“Evan… you have to trust me. You're in grave danger!” Her voice was tense. “If you want my autograph, you can get it later. I’m busy.” I coldly replied.         I thought she was my friend, why would she try to scare me like this? Oh how blinded I was with ignorance. I should’ve believed her, but it was too late. ______________“Yo, look how many likes you have on your Instagram picture.” “Let me see.” My best friend, Andre, showed me his phone and I saw that the...
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