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Submitted to Contest #127
The maze was a never-ending compilation of twists and turns, small hills and dead-ends. Tests, challenges, and overcoming fear were requirements to master this maze, but this was no ordinary maze. For Billy, Sarah, and Adam, three college best friends, they would have to decide if their friendship was trustworthy enough. "Endure till the end, find the secret key, and make it out before dawn, that's all you have to do," the instructor gave the orders. Teams were split into groups of three, of all ages and backgrounds. But the better you kne...
Go up on the rooftop. What? Go up on the rooftop, the inner voice repeated again...or was it a feeling? Either way, Mila knew that she needed to leave her small, Manhattan apartment and climb the skinny ladder that led up to the secret rooftop. Overlooking a breathtaking view, she tried to turn around and face the cold ladder she was climbing, as she shivered on the freezing, winter night. One wrong move and she was toast. She had climbed this ladder before when she first moved in, peaked by curiosity, but a security officer had quickly rep...
Abbie Carter was born in the heart of New Orleans, on a brutal August day, to a Gypsy mother without a father in the picture. Her entire life she watched her mother swindle men out of their money, and sell all of the fake, ritualistic charms that were popular in the French Quarter to foolish tourists passing by. Living on the move, changing names, fooling people, it was all just part of the business her mother would tell her. So one day, Abbie grew up, her mother grew old and succumbed to her sicknesses, and Abbie was on her own in the big...
Submitted to Contest #72
Jacob Peters. Jacob Peters is a man. He is tall. He is blonde. He is beautiful. But I never saw it coming. I never saw myself falling for him. This is how it happened. I felt the urge. I felt the divine, otherworldly calling to take on a task much bigger than myself. I had no way of doing it in my own human strength or power, but I believe in a Higher Power, and I believe sometimes this God will send humans, that seem more like angels, along our path to help us do what we cannot on our own. This is that story. The mission was much larger t...
Submitted to Contest #40
“Take the purple pill,” he said. It will make you feel higher than a kite at the top of Mt. Everest. Bennett was cute and he had also been my closest friend for the last two years. I trusted him, and I wanted him secretly, so I listened. My mistake. It was my 21st birthday and I was ready to come alive and introduce myself to the world, or at least Bennett. He was the funniest guy in the room and that sandy blonde hair did wonders for my imagination. His eyes were as light as the sky and his toned body was begging me to hold onto it. I...
Submitted to Contest #38
The gate was large and magnificent. It’s shining, gold-bronze arches at the top had a regal design that seemed Heavenly. For David and Meghan, it was almost frightening to walk through. What if they weren’t worthy? What if they were burned by fire upon entrance? It had started with a map, but not just any map. Meghan and David had been neighbors as children, and when the time called for quarantining at home, Meghan had returned. She’d only lived at the large home for three years from ages 8-11. But she and David had been best friends, always...
Submitted to Contest #37
I saw him first on the bus. He was sitting in the back with an old-school fedora nearly covering his eyes and suspiciously wearing sunglasses on a dark bus. There were only two other people on board and he definitely, strangely stood out. His long trench coat reminded me of something from the ’50s. Maybe he was a spy, I thought. But a spy living in Michigan? I don’t know about that. I quickly forgot about him though as I went on about my day. But I saw him the next day too, on the same spot on the back of the bus, at the same time. I am pret...
Submitted to Contest #36
Dear Diary, Today is April 3, 2019. The mountains around me are whole kingdoms. As I ride in the passenger’s seat with my best friend, Jenny, I can’t imagine ever going back. The world suddenly looks bigger and life suddenly has felt so empty, until this very moment. We’ve waited our whole lives to take this trip. So, I don’t know how to describe the way I feel now. Excitement? Nerves? Perhaps, both are true. All I know is I couldn’t be happier and more at peace. Jenny and I’ve been best friends since the 2nd grade. I think she always liked ...
Submitted to Contest #35
Ethan Hemsworth is the cutest guy alive. He is also the biggest dork. But I am in love with him. I adore him. He is my friend and he means the world to me. There is only one problem. He doesn’t know any of this. To him, I’m just the colleague who tries way too hard to make him smile. But now, now he is leaving. He got offered his dream job up in the big city and will be leaving at the end of next month. My heart is already broken. Ethan is my perfect guy. He’s intelligent, funny, easygoing, and loved by all. His blue eyes are as bright as th...
“Whoosh!” A brush of fresh air awoke Starla to her senses. She jumped up in a panic as she watched some kind of aircraft zoom past her. Her heart rate increased when she looked around. Where am I?! Hovercrafts flew past and people wearing matching outfits zoomed by. She stepped on the edge of a platform and looked over. It was a long way down to nothing. Glass buildings shot high into the sky. Little robots scurried by her on a mission. “Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?” “Well, you are on Planetopia of course.” “Planewho?” I need...
Submitted to Contest #34
They rarely talked anymore. Ally and DJ were twins and had grown up close. They'd done everything together, mostly getting in trouble. Both natural explorers, they spent more time in the woods behind their grandparents’ old mansion than they did in school. “I’m sorry to inform you that your Grandmother Kay has passed away. However, I am pleased to inform you that she left all of her EastWood Estate to you and your brother, as well as all of the belongings.” The voice on the other end of the line was proper and formal, a well-to-d...
Submitted to Contest #33
Disappointment. Embarrassment. Fear. Those would be the words that I used to describe the feelings I had about the necklace. It was beautiful, don’t get me wrong, absolutely astonishing. But it was all wrong. I couldn’t wear that thing. No way. My friends would ask questions or make fun of me. God, don’t even mention how that would make me feel. It had taken two years to get over Andy. I couldn’t. I couldn’t wear that necklace and be reminded of him all over again. I couldn’t walk down the street knowing what was around my neck. But I had to...
Submitted to Contest #32
I told Bryan that I was a Seer, living in a world filled with half-humans and half-supers. That was the world we lived in. Perhaps we always had, and until a few years ago, it became common and acceptable to allow us “Supers” to peacefully exist within our society, without fear of segregation. But the biases and judgments were still there, despite the High Court’s rulings. New York wasn’t as bad though, compared to smaller towns. I was thankful to be born and raised here with my “special abilities,” since so many others around the worl...
Submitted to Contest #31
The store on the corner was only 5 blocks away. Five blocks. Five blocks to collect my thoughts and dream about my life. Five rows of houses to stare at and admire their architecture. Five blocks of trees, and gardens, and kids playing in the yard. Five, short blocks filled with lazy cats, 7-year-olds riding their bikes, and men washing their cars. I enjoyed this walk perhaps more than I knew. My life was crazy, crazier than it ever had been. After 3 kids, one of which is my husband, 2 dogs, 1 lazy cat, and never-ending piles of laundry, fre...
Submitted to Contest #30
The phone was ringing. I heard it in my mind...a dream from which I had not yet awakened. The dream was filled with wonders: clouds turning into cotton candy, grown adults sliding down whimsical slides that led into endless possibilities...all on an island. I think everyone was on an island. No matter, the phone rang and while at first, it was incorporated in my dreaming, it didn’t take long. It didn’t take long for me to come to my senses and wake up to the reality of my miserable life. Danny had died and my mother was still in the hospital...
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