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Submitted to Contest #101
“What do you see?” Carleton asks,“Shhh, give her a minute.” Comes Sandy’s harsh voice.My eyes are closed: in one hand, I have a thumbtack hovering over a map of the state. In the other, I have a picture of the girl. She's got long blonde hair, bright green eyes and a wide smile. Alexis is her name, and she’s been missing for five weeks.Then it comes in flashes. Welcome to Northbrook, an Ash tree, a street sign, six, eight, nine, a blue house. I’m taken to the basement, which has one long mirrored wall that reflects the room back onto itself....
Submitted to Contest #76
"I don't know what to say, Detective," "I don't expect you to say anything, just a nod will tell us all we need." She says, motioning for me to follow her downstairs. "Is it cold in the morgue?" I ask, "A little, but try not to think about it too much. We don't have to stay there long; it will only take a moment." She has a kind face, and I know she means well. But with each stair we descend, it feels like I'm stepping deeper into my worst fears. "How long have you been doing this?" "This is my 2nd year at this department," "Do you oft...
Submitted to Contest #55
It was a car crash that killed them. My aunt and grandfather. She was driving him back to the nursing home where my grandmother was waiting. I wasn't close with them. We don’t speak to my mother’s family unless there’s a funeral or on select holidays. “I need you to go to the farm and clean up the house to get it ready for sale,” mom says through the phone.“Mom––”“Please, Charlotte, I–I can’t go back there.” She never asks me to do anything for her, which makes saying no to this one request impossible.“The estate lawyer can meet with yo...
Submitted to Contest #49
The small diner at the end of the street was open twenty-four hours. It had a bell over the door so every time a new customer walked in, it was annoyingly announced to the whole shop. But the people who dined there were used to it, maybe even enjoyed it. The food was usually flavorless and cold but there was always a homemade pie ready to be served, and hot coffee to be poured.Ding."How many today?" The waitress behind the counter asked as a girl, about twenty, walked in. She had on a bright green dress and her brown hair had been curled: sh...
It was hard not to appreciate the beauty of the water: the way it lapped against the shining rocks, and how the sun danced off the gentle waves. The breeze was rippling across the surface and biting at Lauren's face. Her eyes watered from the cold air that surrounded her on the cliff. She pulled her sweatshirt tighter around her, but the wind ripped straight through the fabric, chilling her to the bone.But she was still content. Happy to just be here, away from the city and the world. Tucked into her own corner of the universe. Her old famil...
Submitted to Contest #48
It’s a curse really. Everyone always thinks I wish I knew when people were lying to me. But I can tell you right now: you don’t.I’ve had it as long as I can remember. Someone would tell me something, I love your hair like that, that’s a nice top, I really like you. But inside my head I would hear the truth. It would look better down, your top is ugly, you’re a know-it-all. “Elise, did you finish that paper?” Justin came up behind me in the hall. His dark hair hung over his piercing green eyes so for a momen...
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