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Submitted to Contest #156
Bobby Boyd bit the big one. And he is the subject of our following tale. It is important to know a little bit about Bobby before we go any further. Bobby as a child was not like the other children; he had wild ideas and an even wilder sense of adventure. He also never got along well with the other children in his school, he was different and hurt him because he knew he was different too. Bobby became a young man who lied, cheated and stole and he did so as naturally as we all breathe. So you can imagine that the...
Submitted to Contest #155
It was about midnight and it had been for several hours. I came here to walk and reminisce about my rights and wrongs and thoughts from the past both happy and sad. There is something ghostly about how it looks ya’ know. A playground devoid of the sounds of excited children, anxious parents and angry teachers. I brought my ghosts with me. I have no shortage of regrets and many of mine rest here, fester here and should I see the dawn of another they will be left here. As I walked I happened upon a set of swings. ...
Submitted to Contest #154
James McCoy sat in the rain. His ability to care about getting wet had faded beneath the sorrow that bent his lips into a frown so deep and entrenched upon his face that it seemed impossible for a boy of thirteen to feel so deeply that it had aged him. At least it had today, under these clouds and in this storm. In one hand James held a crumpled and slightly dampened piece of paper. The wrinkles created by the folds nearly thinned the paper to the point of falling apart. He was so sure, so sure that his tender ...
Submitted to Contest #153
I remember the last time I saw muh’ daddy. He was ascared’ more ascared than ever i’d seed’. That was one of the day’s that seemed like it’d never end it just kept on getting longer and darker and it wasn’t the dark of night that came granny’d said the darkness of the soul is the greatest darkness there is and she was right to say it cuz that day I saw muh’ daddy might have been the darkest day I ever lived. It started like a lot of days do, half the house was still asleep on a Wednesday mornin’. That should tell you a lit...
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