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Submitted to Contest #5
“Now what do we do?”“Did you ever think we would end up here, like this?”“No.”“You know, if this wasn’t us, I think I would be laughing about now.”“But it is.”“Oh come on. Take a deep breath and accept it.”“Nobody accepts dying.”“Really? Because it’s inevitable, a new chapter in your life. It happens whether we want it or not.”“Nothing just ‘happens’. Everything has a reason.”“Oh, right. A reason. Because everything has ‘a reason’. Ok, so tell me then, what is THIS reason?”“We ignored science.”“Science? You really believe that?”“Yeah.”“So te...
Submitted to Contest #4
Looking into your eyes, I still see a scared and lonely child trapped inside the quicksand of an adult, an icon of an age. And I am the double-edged sword that brought about your success and your destruction. I saw you the other day on a television documentary. It was the fiftieth anniversary of Woodstock, and the film maker had clip after clip of the key performers, names that in today’s light are pillars of entertainment but at the time were not all household names. I was listening with one ear when I heard you, and there yo...
Submitted to Contest #3
Every day is a new adventure, Madeline reminds herself. It's four o'clock, and both Madeline and Emily are sick. The fever has been going around, and everyone they know has it. Madeline needs to cancel her five-thirty dinner with the boss but she knows ducking out is the express route to former employee. So she has to find a sitter, and fast. Jenny, her regular sitter, is sick. And so is her backup, Angela. Desperate, she texts Angela and asks if she knows a friend. But her friends are sick too. Angela does, however, point Madeline...
Submitted to Contest #2
Rudolf Heinkel’s house is immaculate. It’s white exterior is flawless, the black roof looks new, and the yard is in pristine condition. Rudolf keeps it that way. Every single day, he tends to his house. He cuts the grass once a week whether it needs it or not. He rakes the leaves religiously, even picking them up by hand to get every single one. In the winter, his sidewalks are clean to the cement. His neighbor, Harold Jackson, is more typical. His yard could use a little extra work. More leaves could be raked. The grass could be c...
Submitted to Contest #1
I can say without doubt that I hate Mondays.It’s not a stereotypical sort of thing, like the drivel on tee shirts or coffee mugs. I don’t like them because every Monday I have to decide who dies that week.None of them are family or lifelong friends or even close personal acquaintances. I don’t like it because with the loss of another, we lose a little more of what we were. And if we’re supposed to learn from history, then every Monday we become a little dumber.But this Monday is particularly cruel because not only is he an acquaintance I’ve ...
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