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Submitted to Contest #296
She woke up in a fog from a hospital bed, the sunlight shining from the window causing her to squint. Her breath came in short bursts, the cool sheets giving her chills. A wrinkly old man wearing a cap in a well-pressed suit watched her. “Anne, you’re awake.” This man didn’t look familiar “Why am I here?” He stood near her bed. “You were in an accident and have been in a coma for two years.” Anne flinched. “What? I don’t remember anything about an accident. Who are you and where is my family?” He cracked his knuckles that unnerved her. “All ...
Submitted to Contest #294
Teresa put her hands into her lap and stared at her mother. “The people, the people, that’s all you care about. Frank rides a motorbike, and suddenly he's a vagabondo.” “You will not see that boy again, Teresa. You hear?” Her mother, Maria washed the dishes, each one slamming into the old plastic rack with a sigh. “With all those drawings on his body and his earrings—.” She pretended to spit into the water. “What would people say?” Her mother wiped her hands on a tea towel, twisting the old fabric between her fists. “You never listen, not li...
Submitted to Contest #293
Set your entire story in a car, train, or plane Truth or LieBy Lucy AppadooCatarina sat in the back seat of the car as she gazed through the car window with twitchy fingers, bated breath and scattering thoughts. Something was on her mind while her and her family left their vacation spot at the seaside resort in Mondello, Italy. Catarina sat in the back with her twin sister, Louise, while her father drove. Her mother sat in the passenger seat. The resort lay between Monte Pellegrino and Capo Gallo, and was considered the most luxurious in Si...
Submitted to Contest #292
‘Set your story in a world that has lost all colour.’ Colourless HeartBy Lucy Appadoo Marie roused from sleep in the double bed inside the Paris Hilton Hotel. She sank into the comfort of the silky sheets and the fresh fabric smell, a smile splashed across her face, unable to open her eyes just yet. Freedom at last. Just her. No-one else. No jumping on eggshells. Not being caught off guard. No secrets. No lies. Just Marie. No other soul in this room. Away from him.But it wasn’t only about liberation. It was about protection. Keeping he...
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