Lori C

“Honestly, impossible!” by Lori C

Submitted to Contest #9

Bells, feathers, ribbons, a church. A beautiful dreamy girl walked in my direction. I could see her from the altar. Her red hair done like never before. A fair dress better than anyone she had ever worn. Due all the respect and my better judgment, she was stunning. Cold sweat covered my hands. In my stomach, thousands of butterflies sat free in every direction, like a teenager on the first date. I had a little conversation with Leila earlier. “Are your feet turning cold?”"Now, it’s not the moment. Someone nailed my feet on the altar.”“Don’t...

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“Oasis in the Storm” by Lori C

Submitted to Contest #8

The setting of Deserts Khretior, year EA 792, represent a special memory to me. I was hiding behind a rock from the sand storm, struggling not to get buried alive. My clothes had enough sand for a construction site. I could hardly breathe through the mask, fearing if I would fall unconscious every second. My body somehow was sweating. A sharp pain nailed my feet, hurting like hell. I wanted to grab my chest, while sadness surrounded my soul. A part of me wanted it. Sometimes you happen to become addicted to sadness, you know. That was h...

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“My sweet, sweet day off” by Lori C

Submitted to Contest #7

Knock, knock!The man, whose I opened the door to, was Dad. People describe him as a popular guy with ladies. I think he is a middle-aged guy, who wears weird clothes, that are for teens or college kids. Weird or not, he is my father! I didn’t choose him. As I pulled the door, he entered the house and he said, "Ready for the trip? Kids?""Daddy," my little sister jumped on hi...

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“Truly desire” by Lori C

The man on his early 30s had always worked for that company and for no other places. Always on time and very precise. Every day he would be at work at 8 am with caffeine running in his blood and numbers on his mind. It was a Monday when his mundane life turned upside-down, this time for good.His conscience slowly took over and he woke up before the clock hit 6:30."It's early, but I can't get back to...

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“My time” by Lori C

Submitted to Contest #5

"Hey Cath, are you going in your date after work?" The young woman said to me, while I was typing in my computer. I nodded but I felt induced to say, "Yes". "So what's your type? I know, it's the sports type. Since you are a baseball fanatic." I closed the search tabs, filled with late baseball players, and continued the report I had to finish today. "Just asking," she murmured and got back at work. "Is someone from work?" "I didn't know my personal life was that interesting," I said. "But as adults those things shouldn't be remarkable." ...

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