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Submitted to Contest #255
*crude language throughout*"For the last time, Mom, I don't want you to read my future!"Hyde loved his mom very much. He could take or leave his twin brother Axel but that's just the nature of being related to a douchebag. What he did not love was his mom's insistence upon meddling with his life in any kind of magical or mystical way. Occult meddling was how the woman made her living, he knew, but it still irked him."Why can't you keep your work life and your home life separate like a normal person? I appreciate that you want to help me unde...
I wanted a pony when I was nine like every other imaginative little kid. The difference is that I only had to ask once before she showed up in our backyard with a baby pink saddle draped over her back. Her name was Buttercup, a golden American Shetland, and I loved her more than my own parents. She had never disappointed me by neglecting to read me bedtime stories or hired a caretaker to fulfill all of her parental duties the way my mom and dad had. Now that I’m older, I realize all those lavish gifts they gave me were just apologies wrapped...
Submitted to Contest #252
*TW for emotional abuse*“Remind me again why we can’t put the top up,” I asked, very conscious of the fact that I looked like a wet dog as the rain pelted my hair. “Cuz I’m mad at you,” Billy replied matter of factly. I turned to stare at him unamused.“Are you being serious?”He huffed dramatically. “Yes.”"Billy," I sighed, "Let's not do this right now. Please? You're gonna ruin your car and our clothes."After a minute of contemplation, Billy slowly reached for the roof button and pressed it half-heartedly. As the sound of the closi...
Shortlisted for Contest #250 ⭐️
Eavesdropping on human mothers had robbed me of the life I once had. The bustling sense of duty I once felt toward the colony has been reduced to a dull ache of longing for something more; motherhood. Not the kind of motherhood that stems from simply the birth of another, but the kind that means my life is no longer just about me or the colony.I overheard one mother describe her love for her daughter as unconditional, something our Queen doesn’t know the meaning of. Her interest in her thousands of daughters begins and ends with what we prov...
Submitted to Contest #249
The first and only time I ever thought I'd see a werewolf was at age twelve watching Twilight...until tonight. My boyfriend Tim and I had been planning a camping trip since the beginning of March and with the weather finally warm and dry enough to make a decent fire, we set off for the forest campgrounds a few hours away from home. After mentioning our plans to the waitress at a small diner we stopped at for dinner, we made it to the campgrounds with directions she had written on a napkin for us. The GPS, as our waitress had predicted, prove...
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