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Submitted to Contest #280
What are you doing here?I could ask you the same thing.I mean, you didn't tell me that you're back.Well, I don't need your permission to visit our dead Father's grave.That's not what I meant.What are you doing here then?I thought I'd bring some fresh flowers.Funny how you care so much about it now.Really?! Remind me who it was that took care of him during his final days?If you can call that taking care of somebody.You weren't even here!Because I have a job to do! Because we trusted you!I reported EVERYTHING to you! You didn't fly back then, ...
Submitted to Contest #271
It's just to talk about the new script, she tells herself as she walks out of her door to meet with him, knowing very well that she'll end up in his bed. The hallway is brightly lit as usual, and she promptly puts on her sunglasses. This is perfectly normal behavior, she calms herself. This is not a disguise of any sort, and I am allowed to leave the apartment, aren't I? But she averts her eyes when she walks past her doorman.“Hello, Mrs. Lee.” This one never misses a chance for small talk.“Hello, Brandon.” She tries to act as if she's in a ...
Submitted to Contest #263
I always knew I was not meant for the good of the world. This was quite unfortunate, but there is a purpose for existing evils, and I proudly fulfilled that purpose. I have burned down factories, offices, banks, gas stations, and even courthouses. Sometimes, I have an agenda regarding where I set fire to, like the night burning of a factory that illegally employs and mistreats children, the corrupt politician's mansion, and private planes or yachts that carry bribe-seeking judges. And sometimes, I just need to scratch an itch, like lightin...
Submitted to Contest #262
(This story contains physical violence and foul language.)I'm sitting in a makeshift jail cell, feeling miserable. I believe this is just some random room in which the security guards sometimes take their breaks. The room is bare besides some cabinets, a counter space, and a table with some chairs. The air conditioning is weak, and there are no windows.With my arms crossed, I let out a huge sigh. This is so unfair. What I want to do is to be inside the arena, like I planned to do, and scream my head off supporting the badminton duo who are f...
Submitted to Contest #261
I step out of my cozy shed and enjoy a big stretch. The wonderfully scrumptious fish dinner is still keeping my belly happy, and today, I'm going to venture out to the outskirts of my territory, where I last spotted a precious prey. I haven't been around there in a while, so I must be cautious. Strutting through my usual route, I start to recall on how I found myself in my lovely situation. It was not too long ago when my mother left my siblings and me, “Go explore this wonderful world now, my dear children,” she said. And so, one by one, ...
Submitted to Contest #260
(This story contains sensitive content of sexual violence, physical violence, and gore.) I woke up early in the morning, as usual. My mother was already awake when I went to her room, as usual; then, I made some congee for breakfast and proceeded to pull up the metal gate of our shop while she cleaned the dishes. It was a pleasant autumn morning. There are no drastic seasonal changes on this island, but we always know that fall arrives when cool breezes are in the mornings. I sat behind my register and looked around our humble shop. We se...
Submitted to Contest #259
08.08.1949 (Mon) A stranger was in our living room when I came home from school today. Auntie A-Mei told me he is the youngest son of a government official, “Your Father owe his Father big time, that why he here now.” She told me. I didn't understand what she meant until dinner time when Father announced at the table that Shi-Xing, the stranger's name, was going to stay with us for a while. He is taking a break from university, and his Father has decided that he needs some time to unwind and relax in the countryside. “A-Xing,” Father seemed...
Submitted to Contest #256
He dives into the water. The chill wetness invigorates him as he thrusts back up for air. He is instantly comforted by the embrace of the water, which has been hugging him since he was just a small child. He looks to the horizon, still fish-gray colored at the crack of dawn. Sitting on a boat beside him, Tamu stretches out his arms and yawns, “So how many kilometers are we going for today?” “Eight. We don't have school today.” “Good grief!” But he is smiling and starting the motor, “Let's get started!” He starts to swim along the coastline,...
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