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“Sometimes I wonder” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #190

Sometimes I wonder what could have happened if I never grew up. What could have happened if I never went to college or became an engineer. Maybe I would have never had children . I would never have broken my ankle falling of a bicycle. This is a question I often think about and dream about. Especially when the days become grey and the nights feel cold. A river runs as well as it can go, it runs free and w...

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“The Boy in the Cabin” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #189

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling and it was almost dark. Kurt was still at the window, staring at the freezing air. Imprisoned in the four walls of the wooden structure. He was frozen on the window. He did not want to move, he was waiting to see if his father would come back tonight. For five days he had sat there. For five days he had watched the cold. For five days he watched the skies, turning from grays to w...

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“End of a Season” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #178

At the dawn of the day he woke up from his flat thin mattress with a severe backache. In the tiny room he noticed his children one on top of the other in the corner floor mat, snoring in unison,. Without much delay he washed and rushed to the bus station, navigating the forest of people clustered at the old station, his steps dividing men and women and slipping through the pockets of space to make it on time. The season ...

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“Rule No. 3” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #177

Ever since the accident, he has been living with his grandmother and for quite some time he could not speak. At first everyone thought it was the result of the accident but after extensive physical examinations the doctors and speech pathologist all concluded that nothing was bodily wrong. It was very strange that he could not utter a word and most of the experts were baffled. The once loud and very outspoken boy had bec...

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“In Between the Silence” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #175

It was a raining day much like today when they first planted a tree together. Jenn had just started living with him in his two bedroom apartment. The city scape was like a night mural in the dark sky. Their love a roaring thunder of exciting fervor and uncontrollable passion. Much like any young lover the nights were intense and the bodies spoke more than their words.  One Saturday morning, Scott wanted t...

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“Travelling with Strangers” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #171

The hills of the Meru mountains were arranged in an evenly manner such that the sky appeared to be a perfect white in the cloudy day. The dusty shoes on our feet had not only walked miles and miles with no rest, but they somehow knew that the journey we were on was still a long way from being complete. Our backs sweaty and our tongues dry we walked in a swarm of tan like color which was in a fashion common to that land, ...

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“A fork in the Nest” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #170

(content warning: language) When Miguel got home that night he had but one plan. The sun had already set and the new moon was visible in the night canvas. He was tired and hungry and all he could think about was dinner. He got out of his and for a moment seemed to be lost at perfectly aligned constellation in the dark sky. He looked at the dim lit porch light where a few buzzing moths had gathere...

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“The old gymnasium” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #169

A black cat crossed the road as the two boys crossed the second block. It was the last Saturday of the full moon and the boys were ready to execute the plan. They had collected enough evidence over the past couple of days and Trey had come up with a genius plan. He was always the brain of the operation and Jonathan was supposed to be the muscle. “This Saturday” he said. “We will finally solve the mystery ...

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“A time to leave” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #168

The clock arm was barely at the seven o’clock line when she rushed into the doors. Her eyes navigating and slicing through the crowded entrance. Travelers, family, porters and drivers flocked the doors to the old forty six station. The doors opened wide and never closed, the big square entrance was like a tunnel with busy morning rush. Everyone was in a hurry to go somewhere. Vacation, work or just to vis...

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“Attorney Alfred Dunchen” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #166

Ring! Ring! Ring!The phone cried with a resonating intense that actively and intently showered the room. There was a silent pause before each new ring that sat and lodged itself only to amplify the next ring. A quiet soft gap in between like it was perfectly spaced to be not too short and not too long. It was made such that every new ring become more intense. It existed for the sole purpose to be interrupted by the ring. Alfred raised his short stocky hand, looking at the phone only to notice his r...

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“Midnight X-ray” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #132

“Are you there, God? It’s me again.” He said it quietly in his head. “Today will be ninety two days since we started this journey. I have been patient and I continue to hope for the best but lately, it’s getting harder to see the light. I have asked and asked everyday yet you remain quiet.” He uttered.  “I used to come to church as a little boy knowing you will answer but as a man I doubt ...

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“Two red lines” by Lunny Muffin

He turned the stove off and released the air from the pot, allowing the heavy scented water to breathe. The rising white lines of air slowly lingered on the surface of the pot, manufacturing with them an enticing aroma. It was a rich smoky envelope of white yet it did not overpower the air but simply emphasized on it. He turned and looked at Cathy who had been observing his every move. It was her way of l...

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“The Memory Dive Experience” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #102

“Hello everyone, welcome to Memories untethered. My name is Dr. Ian Bailey, I am a psychiatrist specializing in memory loss and brain cognition and I will be your instructor in this study.” the man said. He was standing in front of the class at about six feet tall wearing khaki slacks, a white shirt and a blue blazer that had a golden lapel collar pin. His black rimmed glasses complimented his fair comple...

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“A ghost in the morning” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #101

Most people hate mornings. And I like most people have began to feel the angst of the morning. Daybreak used to be fully of light hope and possibilities but not lately. A slow spiral of confusion and madness has started to envelope me. Each day, it grows bigger. I remember my father once said be young is to be happy, to grow old is to learn unhappiness. Although, I do not completely believe in what he said I think there is some truth to aging and despair. I believe youthfulness is filled with so much distractions an...

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“The Bloody sun, I hate it” by Lunny Muffin

Submitted to Contest #99

He head the phone answer machine beeping sound.  “Hi Dad, Mark and ,I are going to the lake this weekend. It would be fun to have you join us. We can pick you up at ten thirty. I’m sure the kids will love to see you too. Call me when you get this message. Bye! Love you and we miss you! Talk to you soon”  Another beeping sound was heard before a machine voice added. “End of ...

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