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Submitted to Contest #102
Pastor Joel stood grand behind the pulpit as a showman in his ten thousand dollar suit, flashing his professionally crafted pearly whites. He used his voice as an instrument, becoming quiet for those moments of reflection, then screaming when reminding the attendees on how they were all hell-bound if they didn’t attend to the needs of the church. Every expense had been paid for the elaborate in-house lighting and sound boards that psychologically reinforced his message to the congregation. Jillian hadn’t personally cared for the stories t...
Submitted to Contest #101
The tales of Lucille May and her doll had been legendary within the family. The story ranged from the old, secluded woman needing the doll in place of children to the outrageous ideas that the doll had massacred an entire village a hundred years ago. Malakia first heard about the family’s intrigue when she was in her teens. Her Aunt Claudia spread the rumor that Malakia’s grandmother had sold her soul to a traveling hobo for the toy. The story felt far fetched to the young girl. The idea that an unconfirmed tale existed had been enough to pl...
Submitted to Contest #100
Lucai had looked forward to making her beloved a special dinner for the longest time. Josua and her were finally going to have a significant reason to celebrate. Lucai fought with herself for days about revealing the big news before or after the meal. Tonight would be life changing for them both. She wanted everything to go perfect. Lucai called out from the kitchen into the dining room. “Babe, tonight’s going to be the best night of our lives. I’m going to cap off this average day with the best meal you could eat, alongside the best news y...
Submitted to Contest #99
Catia spent what she believed had been her twelfth meal under the same sun. The small, orange disk appeared to crawl like a disabled snail in one section of the sky. Very little about her life had worked correctly ever since the extreme shimmer that occurred early mornings ago while on her usual run. The blue sky maintained slight remnants of the shimmer high above. Catia felt confusion and fear as the colors danced in the stratosphere. She watched the clouds move. They appeared to be moving at an aggressive pace as if the jet stream suddenl...
Submitted to Contest #95
Teili sat on the shallow, thin seated chair contemplating her alternately terrifying choices. Her thoughts long forgot about the combination of Lil Pops’ and L’Kesha’s blood and brain matter being matted in her sponge textured hair. She felt too broken to wipe their visceral off of her tear soaked face. Hours ago she had concluded that her end sensed to be likely near, so what was the point? She barely registered the stink of the dried bloody matter that wafted around her head. The room measured as big as the walk in closet her millionaire...
Morning light filled the grand mansion’s wide halls. Cassiopea fully understood that her grandfather would be furious at her violating his private study. She also knew that the moment his final breath gave out, her family members would break down the door and plunder every valuable inside. History had shown that the vapid of her bloodline would sell everything for the latest couture being hocked by the equally vapid social media “influencers.” Neither decision felt good enough for her heart. Her hand turned the key, activating the door’s s...
Submitted to Contest #94
Chayen processed a longer study of the pristine necklace. The young man hadn’t gazed at such a splendor in all his privileged life. The amulet appeared to shine in the simple cottage room. The treasure was nestled within a purple velvet lined, stone jewelry box resting on a wooden table. He had been privy to the many exquisite necklaces on the collars of his immediate female family. Chayen understood that this one was something awe inspired unlike anything from a high end jewelry store. The amulet at its dark green center radiated with some ...
Keli had been criticized her entire life for not finishing projects that she would start. As a child she would begin puzzles, games, books and hobbies and then quit her progress for something else that caught her attention. Her mother would call these her “shiny item moments.” She felt a growing shame for a condition beyond her control. Keli wasn’t able to understand why she would give up. One of her parents would rail on her for wasting their money or time when she wasn’t able to finish what she began. Shame filled the vessel of her self es...
Submitted to Contest #92
Something was always off with the ol' Grandier house. Neighbors went out of their way to avoid the place. The structure was a stunning, two story, white with red finish, farm house on twenty acres that used to grow all manner of beans. The soil had long ago been overrun with weeds and natural vegetation. Workers had long stopped showing up for work long before Mrs. Helen Grandier passed away a week back. Some said her passing was of old age, counting 178 years. Others said that she didn’t die, as much as, walked herself into the underworld. ...
Submitted to Contest #91
Judith had full access to the library’s basement vault as Assistant Head Librarian. The items located here were meant for storage or were in transition from one library to another. A sealed crate in the far back of the room caught her attention. The large, spray painted words MISKATONIC UNIVERSITY and DO NOT OPEN were stained across the wooden boards on each side of the box. Judith took a walk around the oddity. She tried to imagine what was so important to justify such warnings. The thick layer of dust on its top indicated how long the crat...
Submitted to Contest #90
Once an insignificant acorn, the large oak tree grew its fragile roots deep into the fertile soil. A passing deer was chased away by a far away noise as the sapling enjoyed the fresh meadow air. On that spot the growing tree sprouted into the sky year by year. Its adolescent branches extended out becoming a home for all species of native birds and squirrels. Its trunk swelled to the official width of 48.9 inches around its dark trunk. A tree that would change a small frontier town forever. The citizens of Love-an-Oak prized havi...
Jeanna was at peace taking her last train ride. She loved trains, which became her life’s passion. She dedicated much of her life to riding within locomotives. The employees of Lindenstill Municipal Library were sad to see her leave her job after so many years of quiet service. Jeanna was well known for her hard work, along with her presentations about the iron beasts. She had a knack of crafting her events for any level of interest, making new fans of trains in every group. Today was her day to ride that which she loved so much. Her...
Submitted to Contest #89
Henrietta had once dreamed of working as a veterinarian. Throughout college, her husband had fully supported her plan by encouraging her dream. They married soon after graduation and agreed to have children years later. Jack became cemented into his new finance job, leaving her ample time to search for the right graduate program while working part time in an animal adoption center. Henrietta was excited about her future. Jack was home between work and “meetings” that usually consisted of time at the bar with coworkers. Henrietta became pre...
Submitted to Contest #88
The story of Ronald Drumph is one for the ages. A man whose exploits should have ended long ago by all accounts. He was raised by a famous mogul who encouraged him to be a heartless liar. Ronald was encouraged to always win, no matter what. Failure was not acceptable under any circumstances. His family valued winning, money and the representation of power more than anything. Love, affection and empathy were considered weaknesses. When Ronald was a young man, his father Frank Drumph, was able to secure Ronald to miss mandatory military servic...
Submitted to Contest #86
The lonesome ocean floor is bathed in eternal blackness. It is an unending pressure cooker. A hell where topside life becomes flattened with prejudice. There is no mercy at the bottom abyss. Those who navigate the waves fear the depths for good reason. Those unfortunate to go into the crushing waters without care, becomes part of the whole. An ancient structure takes quiet residence in the deep. One that houses a dormant giant waiting to arise once more. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. There are some...
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