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Submitted to Contest #220
“Are you hungry?” A whisper asks me. I do not wake up. The room I am in is dark and shadowed, and the only source of light comes from a small blue fish tank across from me. It is one of those rectangular ones, with one seagull within it. It smiles at me as I got off the floor. In front of the cage is a single cookie. I take the cookie. I am not particularly hungry, but it seems the right thing to do at the moment. The seagull watches me with orange eyes. The cookie doesn’t feel like anything. I can see it in my hand, but I can not fe...
Submitted to Contest #219
Something shifted. It was not obvious, and to the average viewer nothing would have registered on their consciousness. But it was there. A shift in the air in the air vents, an intake of breath from Number 2, cell 5. Something was stirring. Rilak didn’t move from his chair. Moving would alert the other watchguard that something was different, and it was better for the man to believe that Rilak was sleeping like some lazy bum. (‘Keep him quiet,’ they had told him, ‘don’t let him act before we are ready’.) The other man in question c...
Submitted to Contest #217
The house was haunted. It was a stately affair, the kind of mansion that had fallen into disrepair after its family decided to leave. On sunny days, one could hardly think that the dead would haunt the place. But on darker nights, there was something strange about it, perhaps even the reason why the family decided to move in the first place. There was no way to truly pin it down, just a shifting in the air and the way the ground seemed to swallow every whisper. The boy wished he could go back in time to when things were kinder, but of course...
Submitted to Contest #216
In a place that is not here, there is a hill. It is a bit small and grassy, the kind that kids go through on their way to school and complain about as they go up the slope. The hill has a few trees, but it is mostly the green with the manicured grass that indicates that it belongs to somebody. Or at least, that is what the somebody who pretends to own the hill would like to think, as they gaze over their property and frown a little at the misshapen lump. It is what most people like to think, in fact, whenever they survey something that the...
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