Margie Ricca

“SENTIMENTAL, LOVES TO DANCE” by Margie Ricca

Submitted to Contest #81

SENTIMENTAL, LOVES TO DANCE “Sentimental, loves to dance and party. My goal is to become someone’s Prince Charming” posted next to a picture of a guy that looked like a mafia hitman. “‘Lucky in life, unlucky in Love’. Need the perfect woman to change my luck.” Then a slew of requirements for what this perfect woman should be next to a picture of a nerdy, unattractive, slovenly groomed guy. “I’m the Sugar Daddy you have dreamed of finding I know how to treat a lady” next to a guy who could be a Sumo Wrestler. Susan surfed through all ...

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“The Man in the Moon” by Margie Ricca

Submitted to Contest #52

This was the happiest day of my life!  I loved the feel of my wedding dress and veil flowing around my body just a beat or two behind my face as I twirled with abandonment. Today, I will marry my prince, the one that I’ve dreamed about since I was a young girl. I ran to the back of the church altar searching for my mother and groom, directed there by the priest waiting patiently to begin the ceremony. The guests were filing in quickly now to get good seats. After all, this was the wedding of the year between myself ...

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“Ghost Writing on the Wall” by Margie Ricca

Submitted to Contest #43

“Hello, is anyone there?” Edward spoke out loud to the ghostly presence he sensed, but couldn’t see in his apartment. One night, he sat writing in his journal. He wrote about the despair and emptiness of his life. He wrote about the excitement of possibly having a ghost haunting his apartment. He left the journal open on his desk while he got up to get another cup of coffee. Glancing back at the desk, he thought he saw the pages turn. Was that his imagination? When he sat back down the journal was open to a different page than the one he had...

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“RED IS THE COLOR OF MY TRUE LOVE’S BLOOD” by Margie Ricca

Submitted to Contest #27

Red is the color of my true love’s blood.  It also was the color of the walls, the floor and my new starched white dress shirt.  Damn!Pressure!  Pressure!  Pressure!Now, I am pacing.  I hate when I pace.  Barbara should not have said the things she did.  Now look at the trouble she has gotten me into and the trouble I am going to have to go through to clean up this mess.I must admit though, I didn’t see this coming.  How was I to know she wanted to break things off?  After all, I apologized f...

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“JOHN AND MARSHA IN OUTER SPACE” by Margie Ricca

Submitted to Contest #24

Write a story set in the dark recesses of space where the two main characters are often at odds with each other in humorous and comedic ways“I swear if there was anyone else on this spaceship, they would help me kill you!”  John said to Marsha.“Oh, yeah.  If there was anyone else on this ship, they would help me boot your ass right out that escape hatch.  Just think of the endless worlds you could haunt out there.  John and Marsha had been on board the CHAMELEON collecting data from the various worlds in galaxies in ...

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“GHOSTLY THANKSGIVING” by Margie Ricca

Submitted to Contest #17

When ghosts showed up at my house for Thanksgiving dinner, I didn’t mind. I invited them. I have haunted this house for many years, although at the present time it is vacant. People don’t tend to stay long once I begin my ghostly pranks. Every year, all of the ghosts go separate ways to haunt some family’s Thanksgiving celebration. I thought this year, we should celebrate Thanksgiving by getting together at my house to swap stories of our most memorable or fun hauntings and talk about what we are going to haunt for Christmas, so we all met h...

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“GHOSTLY THANKSGIVING” by Margie Ricca

When ghosts showed up at my house for Thanksgiving dinner, I didn’t mind. I invited them. I have haunted this house for many years, although at the present time it is vacant. People don’t tend to stay long once I begin my ghostly pranks. Every year, all of the ghosts go separate ways to haunt some family’s Thanksgiving celebration. I thought this year, we should celebrate Thanksgiving by getting together at my house to swap stories of our most memorable or fun hauntings and talk about what we are going to haunt for Christmas, so we all met h...

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