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Submitted to Contest #52
“Do you think acting dumb and pretending like you don’t know anything will save you Mark?” “I’m not acting dumb; I really don’t know anything” “Why did you agree to come with us if you didn’t do it?” “I – I don’t know, you guys never really gave me an option, I had no room for refusing” “That’s nonsense! You could have” “Have you seen the two of you?” “Just tell us where you hid it and we’ll let you go Mark, I promise” “Hid what?” “The world is counting on what you helped those guys take” Silence. “What exactly is the thing that you guys thi...
Submitted to Contest #51
14:33. The song “take me back” is blasting through the earphones on the floor. As Jamie opened his eyes and attempted to get up from the floor, his body was giving in; it felt heavy, it felt as if he was out of control. He thought that he had died and that his suicide attempt was not even an attempt anymore. He looked around and convinced himself that he was having an out of body experience and that his mind was trying to make sense of the situation. He continued looking around and trying to regain full consciousness by focusing his eyes and...
Submitted to Contest #50
As the car turned onto the Boyd Boulevard, it screeched so hard that the people in the isolated suburb of Pennylane pulled their curtains closed while some ran into their homes. The black ford with tinted windows kept turning in and out of streets, avenues and clustered areas. “We’ll ditch the car once we got to a more clustered area with more activity” Brian said as he held onto his wounded leg “How will you make it out of here with an injury? That won’t work” Meghan said, anxiously looking back after every two minutes while planted in the ...
Submitted to Contest #49
Marlene taps her foot on the floor in agitation and constantly checks the time. Joshua rolls his eyes and gets up; “I’m about to get some coffee, can I get you anything?” he asks. Marlene sighs and reaches for some money in her bag’ “Just get me a matcha latte… and hurry up, she might call us in at any moment” she says as she rolls her eyes and focuses her gaze on the psychologist’s door. Marlene’s phone rings and she grabs it out from her left side jacket pocket, the name “TORI” flashes across the screen and she attempts to answer when the ...
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