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Submitted to Contest #301
She is standing on the sidewalk with a suitcase, a tote bag, and an envelope. She continued to stand looking at this house. Her face didn’t show any expression. It was as if she knew how to keep her composure in a place of indecisiveness. The more she stood there looking at the house. The bigger the house appealed to be bigger and uglier. It was all in her mind. She knows what she has to do. This was just unfair after all she had been through. What she didn’t know was that a woman was looking at her standing on the sidewalk with her su...
Submitted to Contest #300
People don’t like to keep your past buried. I know one place that has literally kept people under the ground. Contessa told me about this place. I thought she was joking. We grew up together in the 90’s. We both were good for exploring and hanging out sitting in the trees. Us Sitting in the trees allowed us to see for miles. Beauty that is heaven on earth. Contessa explained the location of this place was not accessible like the city or suburbs. A country dirt path, trees for miles, and an SUV or heavy-duty truck like an F-150 only could ge...
Submitted to Contest #267
I took a picture. It read “hold”. It was a post on a communication board in the coffee shop. The batista named Sallee came to serve customers their coffee. “ What does this post mean?”, I asked. “OH! I can't say, but stay til 7pm for the open mic you will see.”What is this? I walked around the corner of the post office. I look at the boards where business owners put their business cards or flyers. I saw a post It. It read” blown”. This had a number three at the bottom. This is just bonkers. Who is this pers...
Submitted to Contest #213
My world turned upside down when my best friend was taken away. AI began to clone my friends and people from the neighborhood. It got so bad that we could not tell what was real on social media. I hid from the AI because the robots had started patrolling the area. When I came home from school. My front door was open, and a person was lying on the front porch. I saw a drone flying in the air to survey the area. I screamed to get the drone’s attention. The drone begins to follow me. I see a limo with a famous singer named Nia. I was a huge fan...
Submitted to Contest #103
Now, everyone has said their goodbyes. The house was quiet. No one was here but me. It was time to face the music. As I looked up the staircase, I pause took a deep breath and began to go up the stairs. Once I reached the room, I stood at the door. I slowly open the door. The door hits the wall. What staring at me is a portrait of you. I know you couldn’t last forever. I wanted more time with you. I felt you wanted to tell me something. I sat down at your desk. I could smell your fragrance as I move around at your desk. Tears fill...
Submitted to Contest #101
Two ladies sitting on the porch, as silence presents to productivity one reads a book and another writing a story. They listen to the bird’s chirp. The sounds of nature, views of the sun setting cause them to relax and transport into each of their worlds. An hour has passed no one has said a word. Another hour has passed no one has said a word. Lynn pauses from writing her story, she looks up at the bird that sits on the electrical line. He faces West as if the bird is acknowledging the end of a new day. Lynn watching the nature and the clou...
Submitted to Contest #99
As she drives on the dark, lonely, quiet highway. She admires the shadows of God’s green earth. She continues to drive to the sunrising over the trees. This has been her encouragement for six months that things are going to be better. She would pray and talk to God knowing he was listening. She just wanted to make sure she was listening. She looked forward to the sunrise each day she had to make that hour drive. She didn’t know what to expect once she gotten to work. Driving up to her job, she sits in the car observing and taking in the view...
Submitted to Contest #98
Giving his goodbyes to his love ones, he was excited to go on this new adventure that life afforded him. He walks to the depot. He hears a whining and weak crying. He continues to walk the sound gets louder. He hears men laughing, speaking his Arabic calling this her a whore, plotting for the next man turn and what they were going to do her. I tried to ignore what was being done. All I could think about is what if that was my sister. I would want someone to help her. I walked softly back to the corner where I could pick up my bags and run on...
Submitted to Contest #97
It was like any other day after work. A’ja would pull in her drive way, sit in the car and whine down from the hustle and bustle from that day. Her surrounding neighbors didn’t understand why she sat in the car for an hour or more. When she would go inside her home. It reminded her of all that had to be done, where she was in life, and some of the life time mistakes that couldn’t be changed only by the impossible. That day she sat for thirty minutes in the car. She gets her things from out of the car. She ...
Submitted to Contest #96
Sitting observing the beauty of the water, I could hear the sound of the trees wrestling only to indulge in the songs of the birds singing in the trees. It’s interrupted with screaming for help. I yelled, “ back where are you?” There wasn’t an answer. I began to run in the direction of the sound of the voice. Then I heard it again, “Help”! I stopped and listen. I continue to move in the direction of the scream. “Where are you?” I’m by the tree with a heart carved H and M. Automatically, I ran to the voice. This was the tree Mary and I&n...
Submitted to Contest #95
She is standing in the mirror. She is looking how time has stopped just for a few minutes. She hears the school bus breaks squealing as it comes to a complete stop. It snaps her back into reality. She hears her door open to her apartment. “Isalyn, Isalyn, where are you?” yells her mother. “Jo, I am in the bathroom.” She stands to the door. “Why are you still in the bathroom? You have to be to work soon”, replies Jo. Isalyn looks in the mirror. She sees tears running down her face. She hurries to wipe the t...
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