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Submitted to Contest #208
They call me Freak because I wear the same outfit every day. Black sweatpants and a black hoodie with the words Dead Inside printed on the front in huge block letters. They call me Freak because I listen to My Chemical Romance and Paramore and YUNGBLUD. Because my nails are always painted black, and my hair is dyed red at the tips.They call me Freak because someone found out I have a criminal record and decided to broadcast that news to the whole school. Everyone thinks I’m a psycho thug. They even painted black stripes on my locker to show ...
Warning: Contains guns. “Cut!” Digby yells in his gruff Welsh accent. I can’t help feeling relived that the scene is finally over. The big kiss scene. The scene where my character, the protagonist and heartthrob of the movie, makes up with his girlfriend just before the credits roll and kisses her passionately. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind kissing, but I get uncomfortable where there’s, like, a million people watching me do it. I had to request that some crew members leave the room, which was just embarrassing. Now at least it’s fina...
Submitted to Contest #206
I thought it would be better in California. I thought the salty sea breeze would calm my racing mind. Or, if that didn’t work, the midnight pool parties would at least distract my brain. Or maybe if the change in environment didn’t improve my mood, the therapists in the golden state would at least be more helpful than the ones in Utah. But it turns out the therapists here are just as useless but double the price. No one here knows how to help me. I’m an enigma to some of the best minds in the state. I don’t have a physical disease or a vi...
“You may now kiss the bride,” the minister announced. Danya, looking ravishing in a silver satin gown, smiled using all her teeth. Her red lipstick was smudged. Her heavily applied eyeshadow gave the impression that she had been punched in each eye. But Jude Daniels, dressed in a traditional black and white tuxedo, grinned happily. He leaned in and gave Danya a smooch loud enough for the whole crowd to hear. “God. How did they even end up together?” Wyatt whispered to the person he was sitting beside. His mind was completely disoriented. As ...
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