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Submitted to Contest #274
Genevieve Stone arrived in Carmel-by-the-Sea and contemplated a return to Cannery Row. She checked into her hotel room, dropped her bags and glared at the view from her balcony. A fog fluttered with affection. Genevieve’s phone vibrated as she glanced and saw her friend’s name on the screen.“Hello? Hey, Shanel. I just got to my room,” Genevieve said. “Gen! Glad you got there safely.” “Yeah, it was bit of a drive. I’m settling in, but I think I’ll go explore for a few hours. It’s beautiful here, but I’ll def catch up with you guys t...
Submitted to Contest #233
The waves roared. Elliot gripped the steering wheel and grieved on the mountainside road. He crossed the vast bridge on the coastline, uncertainty was on his mind as he looked out to the horizon. A silence hummed. He continued as a fog embraced the road ahead. He drove until he finally saw a vast lighthouse in the distance. Far toward the ocean. It was situated on what looked like a tall rocky island with a road winding up the side. It’s not really an island, it’s connected to the coastal mountain by an outstretched strip of land before ri...
Submitted to Contest #196
The boy woke up as lights glowed into his bedroom. Vivid rays like bullets piercing from the cold night sky. He rubbed his eyes and left his room in search of what may be outside. His parents were asleep —their puffy eyes resting. In the backyard, the boy’s bare feet felt fallen leaves on wet grass. He stared up at something spectacular. A pulsing spaceship, its shimmering brilliance beaming at the boy. He gazed as the spaceship descended in front of him. The boy felt no fear at this sight. No feeling at all. His one reaction was an inst...
Submitted to Contest #169
Heavy haze loomed on the town where Charlie Chaplin dwelled in a hundred years ago. I wandered in awe at this historic site. The street was lined with dusty antique stores hoisting flags that galloped with the wind. A hollow atmosphere lingered. I stopped as a black cat sauntered out of a shop, crossed through my legs and ran off in the deep dusk. Locals call this place the “First Hollywood,” a quaint locale where silent films were made in bunches during the early 1900s. The town still has businesses open, but to this day, you won’t find a...
Submitted to Contest #158
The child’s bleary eyes gazed at pristine walls. The room was bright and had no windows, only a door. She had no recollection of why she was there—the place looked different than her room from the hospital. The girl stood up, ambled to the door, then left. She stepped into a long hall and felt an opalescent aura surround her. Hollow tones echoed from her footsteps as she wandered. Many doors lined the hall, but she did not bother to try opening them. Her convoluted path continued, yet she remained tranquil. She felt like this was just a d...
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