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Submitted to Contest #293
I'm 25 years old, but I still sit in the passenger seat. When will I get my driver's licence, they ask. I answer, why should I, when sitting behind the wheel would take the magic away? Instead of dreaming about where this road that I have travelled so many times before leads, I would have to concentrate on the road itself and remember which of the numerous regulations I had to learn applies here. Sitting behind the wheel doesn't mean freedom of going wherever I want. It means to be locked into a set of rules. Not to mention the responsibilit...
Submitted to Contest #223
The sound of rain hitting the tent perfectly mirrored the mood of a dejected-looking woman sitting inside it. It vibrated on the tent’s plastic material, mixing with the chatter and glass clinking of the other customers. The woman, whose name was Holly, gazed through the transparent plastic squares onto the flooded Busan street and imagined her own ambitions flowing away down the river of rainwater.A table full of men erupted in a roar of boisterous laughter, but it was the vibration of her phone that forced her out of her trance moment...
Submitted to Contest #196
Some people, when they find themselves in an unlucky situation, never contemplate what decision had led them there and fall into a frenzy of uttered 'should have's and 'had I only done so and so's. Other people, like Hugo Grey, cannot escape the temptation of imagining a better, more fortunate, outcome and also feel the need to voice such 'necessary information' to others. Aside from the small, everyday misfortunes, there are permanent regrets that he repeatedly complains about, because had he made different decisions, he would most certainl...
Submitted to Contest #180
Tom rang the round button next to the door and was startled by the shrill sound of the doorbell, which rang through the quiet neighbourhood. As they stood waiting, Tom could feel his mother’s growing apprehension behind him. She had never talked much about her hometown or her father. In fact, Tom knew as good as nothing about one half of his family.He examined the old wooden door in front of him and saw that it had a name carved in its wood. ‘Darius Düsterwald’, he said aloud and realised that his mother had never told him his grandfather’s ...
Submitted to Contest #171
Marvellous buildings of stone mark the boundary between sea and land. Their orange colour, amplified by the midday sun, bestows the city with the vibrancy of a hot fire and stands in stark contrast to the turquoise blue of the sky and water. The tall buildings reach right to the edge of the cliffs, so they appear even more monumental from the perspective of the sea, where a little boat is approaching the dancing colours of the coastal city. The sailors on board wonder whether they may join the dance. Their journey has been tedious, an...
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