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Submitted to Contest #101
“But looking in the mirror, I see someone that I don’t recognize!” Yuki’s entire life had all been an illusion. She had grown up in an isolated village. It was surrounded by deep, dense woods that stretched on for miles. The closest settlement was two days away. Yuki lived with her mother, Yana, in a cozy, two-story townhouse. Their village had been isolated for so long that it had long since lagged behind on modern t...
Submitted to Contest #100
Cienna Jenson. Sebastian Wells. Diana Everfields. Giani Frostfeather. Vincent Darkwood. Five equally skilled detectives who had all heard of each other, and how amazing they were at their work. Yet that was all there was to their relationships with one another. So that made it impossibly awkward and difficult for the five to sit down together and start discussing a supernatural case like they were longtime acquaintances or something. &...
“That was SOOOOO much fun!” Rosi squealed, sticking a fork into a rather large French fry and stuffing it into her mouth. “We really need to come back to this amusement park sometime before it moves again.” “Rosi! Don’t talk with your mouth full!” Yuki chided, using a fork and knife to delicately cut apart her chicken strips. “Aw, come on!” Rosi responded, still talking with a mouthful of French fries, to Yuki’s dismay. “Don’t be such a party pooper...
Cecilia was just any other ordinary person. Twenty-three, Irish, lives in New York City, runs an Italian restaurant in downtown New York called ‘The Seaside View.’ Her most famous dish was the Underwater Pasta, which was basically a seafood pasta made with a special secret sauce. Today, Cecilia was out collecting ingredients to make her special, secret sauce. What made it so special was that not all of the ingredients could be found at the ave...
In a large, mostly empty mansion on a cold, stormy night, the world’s tensest dinner party was taking place. Cienna didn’t want to know how it got that way; she wanted to resolve some of the relationship issues taking place in the city, so she had given instructions to her trustworthy and efficient secretary to organize everything. What a devastating mistake that was. There were seven people on the guest list. All of ...
Baking bread. That was Cheri’s task at hand; to bake a delicious loaf of bread for tomorrow’s breakfast. It was late at night, 10 o’clock to be exact, and she had to complete this one task before retiring for the night. Cheri set out all the necessary materials and ingredients. She didn’t need a recipe; she had already made this bread dozens of times before. Flour. The most important aspect and ingredient of baking br...
Submitted to Contest #99
To everyday people, ghosts didn’t exist. Ghosts. The common name of spirits that had lost their lives along the way, but still had an unfulfilled goal. They wandered the wastelands of the world, dreaming of returning to civilization and fulfilling the quest that they had come back for. Many never did. Many spirits were unable to leave the scorching, empty Sahara Desert or barren, frigid Antarctic wastelands, to go to ...
“WE’RE GOING ON A ROAD TRIP!” “GAAAK!” Yuki cried, throwing the book she had been reading on the floor out of shock. She stood up, glaring angrily at Rosi. “Rosi! Don’t scare me like that!” “And where exactly are we going?” Kuri inquired, poking her head out from her bedroom door. “We’re going on a cross-country road trip to the Wild West!” Rosi declared, jumping onto the sofa…and then falling onto the floor. ...
June 21st. Summer solstice. The longest day of the year. Well…here we go. I believe summer solstices are jerks. You know, like how they last forever? When you stare at the sky, and the sun seems to be moving at snail-pace? And then you go, come onnnn sun! Just let this stupid day be over! I usually like writing stories. Crossovers, picking up unfinished plot threads in my favorite anime, and those activities drag the ...
Darkness. That was all Claire had ever known. She had been born into darkness, raised in darkness, and, like everyone else, she would die in darkness. But Claire didn’t want that. She didn’t want to live in a world where black was the only thing her eyes could see. Where she didn’t know what she looked like, what her friends and family looked like, or even what the house she had grown up in looked like! ...
Winter always loved sunrises. It was kind of ironic. The cold, distant girl with the name literally based off of the harshest season of the year, adored the sun. The way the dark night sky would slowly give way to milky light, which then transitions into brighter oranges and yellows and reds, it felt like the most beautiful thing in the world to Winter. Every morning, she would wake up when it was still dark outside, and sit outside her ...
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