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Submitted to Contest #61
I loved my Mother.I laughed when she told me her many stories that took place somewhere in the sky. I sang sweet songs with her as we folded the never-ending pile of laundry. I cried harder than any raging storm while I watched her life leave her body, leaving behind nothing but a shell of lost memories.I will always love my Mother for all the blessings she gave me.But for this one moment, hatred burns through my body, and I read the words she could never tell me with her living voice, a secret that I am sure tore her apart with every waking...
Submitted to Contest #60
NightCrawlers: Victims of a Parasite that turned into Nocturnal Cannibalistic Hunters whose only instincts are to kill and eat.This was the dream. No more standards, no more rules, no more needing to put on acts to impress every idiot who judged her because of her black skin (it’s because they are all dead now.) In Onyx’s opinion, the best part is that no one cared about which bathroom she used because they didn’t work anymore! All of that stuff was gone, and all that was left behind was pure chaos.Sure it came with new dangers and the risk ...
Submitted to Contest #59
I could feel their eyes on me, all the eyes of the people we walked past. Our new neighbors were weird, just watching my Mama and me. No one back home would stare at us like this. I don't think that I'm that fun to look at. I asked Mama why so many people were staring at us, but she only told me to keep my voice down."I don't like it here, Mama, when are we going back home?" I pulled on her dress while she was doing something in the kitchen."This is our home, now go feed the chickens and let Mama do her work." She handed me a heavy bag and s...
Submitted to Contest #58
Some things are greater than life. A single action can be more powerful than a thousand words. What we are doing is greater than life itself, and if we win, the world will never be the same.Since the beginning of our journey, you have been my loyal follower, and I would trust you to hold my beating heart. If anything were to happen to me, I wish for you to take my place and lead our people towards victory.I will always love you, my beautiful flower.MerculioRosetta read the note repeatedly, her tears slowly soaking the words while she wept o...
Submitted to Contest #57
“Darling, must we walk all this way? I am going to be late for my travels and have no time for your antics.” Rafael moaned, not even minutes after he complained of sore feet.“This will take no more than a moment of your life,” Eliza responded while leading her husband down the paths she knew by heart. The soil felt like silk along her feet as she hummed the tune the wind was carrying.“Are you sure you should be walking so far? You shouldn’t be moving so much while the baby is close.” Rafael poked while looking back at the town, which was not...
Submitted to Contest #56
“You must learn to be assertive, I refuse to have a Niminy-Piminy lead forward the family business.”“Yes, Father,” Charlie muttered. He tried his best to keep his voice steady as the seamstress poked needles into the thick of his legs. He wished to say something but kept his mouth shut in fear of his Father striking the young girl, for he already hated her for the colour of her skin.“Your studies are miraculous, but your voice is far from a match.” He raised his voice once again, Charlie could see the seamstress cringe out of the corner of h...
Submitted to Contest #55
Does any innocent child ever look up to the stars and wish to become a killer one day?Do they read about prosecuted murderers in the newspaper and hail them as their heroes?Valora never did this. She had respectable heroes, one’s who changed the world with their brilliant ideas and made the most magnificent masterpieces using the art of science. She had the perfect uprising, loving and caring parents who taught her the difference between right and wrong, and the value of hard work.She studied harder than all of her classmates, being dedicate...
Submitted to Contest #54
Sometimes relationships are only meant to stay for a season.The rain should only fall when the earth needs it, for the dam can only hold so much.If one is too selfish and takes more than they can hold, their dam will crack and all will flush away.The wedding band on his finger shone brightly in the sun, a constant reminder of his life’s best decision. A union of the greatest things his life had to offer was wrapped up in a perfect bow.He woke up to greet his beautiful wife, her scent being the most intoxicating smell in his world. Lie there ...
Submitted to Contest #53
NightCrawlers: Victims of a Parasite that turned into Nocturnal Cannibalistic Hunters whose only instincts are to kill and eat.Having found a literal paradise in this drug store, with protection and supplies galore, Onyx and Dr. Doggy waited for the other shoe to drop. It took a couple of days to get everything all set up for optimal survival, but oh boy, it was all worth it. Onyx felt like a real survival pro, having set up her own rainwater filter using vases and cheesecloth, a contained fire pit with a wire rack and a giant wok. The fire...
Tough love, a parent’s perfect excuse to be an asshole. It sucks the life and soul right out of an innocent child to have a parent who doesn’t seem to love or care, but after years of repetition of meaningless conversations, it becomes nothing more than an irritating buzz.The days were counting down; most of his belongings were in boxes. His books were packed up, and his closet was becoming ever more empty. The sun shined through the blinds, giving Aiden a rude wakeup call. He struggled to get up from his bed, knocking down his class schedul...
Submitted to Contest #51
NightCrawlers: Victims of a Parasite that turned into Nocturnal Cannibalistic Hunters whose only instincts are to kill and eat.Onyx felt like quite the creep, but she didn’t know what else to do. Datura’s breathing started to slow, tension leaving her expression as she fell asleep. The light from the fire caused her hair to glisten, highlighting the grease it held. Maybe she could help Datura wash up before they hit the road again, the build-up of grime probably wasn’t the most comfortable for her.Onyx wasn’t sure how long she sat there acro...
Submitted to Contest #50
NightCrawlers: Victims of a Parasite that turned into Nocturnal Cannibalistic Hunters whose only instincts are to kill and eat.If there was ever a time that Datura needed to get blackout drunk, it was now. She wished for nothing more than to down every bottle she could get her hands on, forget absolutely everything, then puke her guts out the morning after. Before Datura shunned the idea—persuading her son away from just the thought of it—but now it was the only thing on her mind.Could you blame her? She was stuck on the floor, with an arm a...
Submitted to Contest #49
Uteruses suck. That’s it, that’s basically the whole story. If you were to ask Kazi her most magnificent piece of wisdom, she would tell you this. They do beautiful things like creating humans from two cells into a whole baby! That’s like stuffing two balls of playdough together then ending up with Michelangelo’s David Statue, completely unrealistic. But the manner that they create them is torcher. An agonizing nine-month-long process that is so fragile it can’t handle any booze. Pregnancy is the ultimate party pooper.There was also a b...
Submitted to Contest #48
NightCrawlers: Victims of a Parasite that turned into Nocturnal Cannibalistic Hunters whose only instincts are to kill and eat. It hurt to see Datura in such a sad state. Yes, Onyx had only known the older woman for a couple of weeks now, but she could tell that her current persona was far different from the regular Datura. Onyx had always imagined her being a bubbly soul, offering shining smiles and giving out friendly hugs to any kid who came asking. Maybe it was just a foolish dream. Hoping that Datura lived a life where happiness dom...
Submitted to Contest #46
“That will be all for today, Miss Marcia,” my interviewer sneered at me, his eyes momentarily leaving the documents in front of him. “Sit out in the waiting hall, we will have the results soon.” “Thank you for your time,” I spoke softly with a smile, forcing my eyes open and holding back the tears I could feel welling. I am not going to give them another reason not to hire a woman. I was stronger than this, I can take their words and negativity.The hall only had two other people in it, one man who met me in height but was buil...
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