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Submitted to Contest #79
Sandy was seated on the rocky chair swinging back and forth, and with each V shaped move, tear drops emerged from the corner of her eyes and hang there dangerously on her lower eye lashes. Each tear anticipating to drop and flood the tiny 21 feet by 14 feet cubicle I was renting.I was as helpless as she was, not that I was going through her rough patch but I wasn’t able to give her the comfort she deserved. I imagined telling her how sorry I was but the conversation in my head kept stagnating at a rather unsympathetic phrase. There, there it...
Submitted to Contest #72
For Andreas, getting by was proving hard each day. On his kitchen table was a bulk of water bills, telephone bills and a couple of parking tickets he had to pay. He was working two, day jobs but it still was not enough to give him the proper life he wanted. He dragged his tired bones to the kitchen to fix dinner. There weren’t any vegetables in the shelves, neither was there any cereal he had wished to gobble down with the 350ml milk he had picked from the matt on his way back to his apartment. There were three brown radishes in the fridge, ...
Submitted to Contest #70
Taveuni island was the picture perfect plan for his first time alone. Far from the big city life, his family, his father...especially his father; a man who had hardly been in his young life because he was always on business trips, his girlfriend...his girlfriend? Rather it was his father's girlfriend. Talon's dad has selected a girl for him, saying that they were a perfect match and that he wanted grandchildren of the Russian ascent. Talon had timidly agreed to dating her a couple of times. It was not that he hated her less, but he dislike h...
Submitted to Contest #67
I could have swon hearing a loud bang from the room below my bedroom. I sat up to listen in. Shuffling of feet, i became certain. This winter night was un usually cold and the fireplace downstairs didn't do as much of work as warm the lower part of the house. I tugged my sleeping rob close to my skin and crept downstairs to the source of the sound. The air was moist as I stealthed to reach the basement through the kitchen, which was still a mess from my birthday party earlier on. I peered down and it seemed like a never ending dark stairway ...
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