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Submitted to Contest #119
TW: Weapons, Miscarriage/child loss, implication of suicide “Listen…” He said, “I’m sorry to have to do this but I don’t think we should be together anymore.” She hoped it was a prank. He had a reputation among friends as being a bit of a joker. “What do you mean?” She asked, trying to hold back tears which would inevitably flow. “It’s not you, it’s me…we could still be friends in the future.” Could he be any more stereotypical if he tried? “But why?” She sobbed. She must have looked a mess, but t...
Submitted to Contest #118
TW: Murder, Vengence Today’s the day I change. Daphne Burrows looked at herself in the mirror for what she knew would be the last time. She studied her mauve wavy hair, not it’s natural colour, her indigo eyes, her tiny nose, all the features that had been with her throughout her thirty years of existence. Daphne wanted to commit all of this to memory. She had good reason to. After today, she would no longer be herself but someone whom nobody, not even her would recognize. As challenging as it would be, the ch...
Submitted to Contest #53
Note: I am in the Southern hemisphere, so this story is set at the end, rather than the middle of the year. It was a sweltering day in the beginning of December, when the following message arrived in the inboxes of Lucy and Cain, Jamie, Tanya and Dennis. “Hey gang, join us for a fun filled time on the 10th of December. We’ve hired a cottage, close to the beach (it even has a hot tub for you Tanya).  It’ll be a great weekend away, our treat. I feel we all need it before the holidays set in.” The senders of the message were...
Submitted to Contest #52
How had it come to this? All I had done was pop out to the supermarket in what was meant to be a very brief trip after work, when all of a sudden, the blizzard hit. I blamed Daniel for my predicament. I loved the man, but it was him who decided he needed to have steak tonight or he would surely die. “He’d been working hard all day from home.” “It was to celebrate our 2 year, 4 month and 5 day anniversary.” “But he knew how much I cared for him and it wouldn’t take long.” So, after a particularly painful day at the office which...
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