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Lidya smashed her head against the floor of the attic, hardly flinching at the pain. This had often been her escape from the life she’d led since could remember. God! She couldn’t wait to turn 18 and go off to college! Somewhere where she could be herself. Somewhere where she could possibly find people who thought like her, spoke like her, and cherished the things she did! “Stupid, overbearing parents,” she ground out angrily. Why couldn’t they get with the times! All she wanted was an Apple iPhone like al...
George made his way into the room looking like a condemned man walking the Green Mile. His button-down dress shirt was itchy, his new dress slacks chafed his legs, and the tie his sister had fastened on him on the way out the door was blocking his airway. Hey, there was a thought! Maybe if he fainted, he could be excused from this- “Hello? Are you George Blanco?” The blond was gorgeous, her head of bouncy curls taking his breath away. She was five-foot-five if he didn’t miss his mark - being a profe...
Submitted to Contest #233
Monday, January 1, 2018 I’m finally doing it! My best friend Carl doesn’t believe me that I can make it through January without a single drink, but I know I can. He pointed out that I tried this challenge before last year. And the year before that. And the year before that… No, I am a man who truly enjoys alcohol. It’s been my friend, my comforter, my release valve since I snuck into my father’s liquor cabinet at the tender age of 11. It keeps me focused. It helps me relax. I feel that I...
Erica huffed from the backseat of the rental car. Why her? Only her stupid family would get so excited about the possibility of seeing the Aurora Borealis for themselves. What was the big deal anyway? She’d seen pictures of the phenomenon on the internet. It looked cool enough, but not cool enough to catch a plane to this frozen wasteland in the dead of Winter. She was cut off from her friends up here in Alaska - no cell service - and was much more interested in what Greg Milacent was doing to embarrass himself this ...
“Houston, we have a problem.” My daughter shot me a dirty look before going back to her staring contest with the hourglass icon on her phone. She’d been staring at it unblinkingly for the last forty-five minutes, as if she could will the stupid phone to connect with the internet. But that wasn’t going to happen. The news said that the system would be down for several more hours. Every service provider was affected: Bell, Verizon, T Mobile… Apparently, the entire city of Philadelphia was down. People were ‘worki...
Submitted to Contest #140
There are times when making love would definitely be the better part of valor. My partner, Jeffrey, often jokes that ‘screwing for my country’ is in my job description. Why couldn’t this have been like my other assignments? You know; action-packed, but ultimately predictable and boring after fifteen years of service? Setting the question aside, I took a goon down with a spin kick, then buried a handy crowbar in his skull to make sure he stayed down. Such messy contractors… I’ll have to remember to send t...
Submitted to Contest #139
Tuesday, February 5, 2019 Just an ordinary Tuesday, or so you would think. But I saw him again; the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on. He was hanging with his friends like I was, so I faked having to tie my shoes just so that I could look at him a little longer. I don’t know what it is about him… Like this magnetic pull towards him. I love looking at those amazing blue eyes. They are framed by those shaggy dark brown bangs and an oval face. I can only imagine that he must have been teased ...
Submitted to Contest #135
It was time. The decision had been up in the air for so long that the woman had to honestly think about what decision she had decided to make. The woman stared at her computer screen blankly, her expressive brown eyes looking over the multiple tabs opened on her computer. She’d done so much research over the last few months! Coming at her book from so many different angles… Wasn’t writing the book supposed to be the hardest part? Wasn’t that supposed to be the thing that kept her up at night, stru...
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