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Little Red Riding Hood’s real first name is Scarlette, but she acquired her nickname one time when her grandmother gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else. So, she goes by “Little Red Riding Hood” instead of Scarlette because it sounds more unique and memorable. Everyone calls her that, including her mother, who asked her one day to do her a favor. The young girl’s mother says to her, “Little Red, sweetie, I need you to bring some food to your grandmother. I’m afraid she’s feelin...
Submitted to Contest #291
All the residents of Rydertown gathered together at the church for the funeral service for their revered congresswoman, Samantha Halloway. A week ago, she was strangled to death in her own home in the dark of the night. The only other person in the house with her was her now grieving 22-year-old daughter, Tasha, who had allegedly been in her own room at the time of her mother’s savage attack. The two of them had been living together since the death of Samantha’s husband, Ned, the town’s sheriff who was killed on the job when Tasha was 12. So...
This was my version of the truth. I was not going to tell Dominic about how I’d given myself a headache by offering to take Eric home when I should’ve just remained at the party with Erika, Arthur, Daphne and the others. I wasn’t going to tell him about how Eric and I engaged in a yelling match with each other in my car, either. Or how he and I had been provoking each other to the point where I asked Eric to get the hell out of my car so that I could go back home and he could “find his own way back home” in the dark and cold of the night. I...
At that moment, the doorbell rang. I glanced at my watch: five minutes to 7:00. Could he be here already? I thought. I answered the door, and there he was: wearing a crisp white dress shirt, a navy blue tie that added a small touch of sophistication, and sleek, tailored dark navy trousers that complemented his polished, elegant black dress shoes. I guess I shouldn’t say I was surprised, though; I knew that he had a great sense of style, just like the rest of his family. The only difference was, at least he was humble about it. But his smile...
Submitted to Contest #290
At Starbucks, once they prepared your order, they’d call you up by your first name. I must’ve been so lost in thought, I didn’t notice when the barista was calling my name… Until an extremely cute guy with perfectly coiffed light brown hair and magnetic blue eyes came up to me at the table and said, “Uh, excuse me, Miss… I think your order is ready.” And damn, that smile… Those teeth! “Thank you.” I said to him with a small smile as I went up to get my large iced caramel apple cream latte. As I returned to my seat, I almost bumped into this...
Submitted to Contest #289
Christina Macallen is up in her room, talking to her husband Clarence’s closest friend, Dennis Nuzzi, on the phone so that she can get some legal advice about her son Lance’s situation. She is curious to know about Florida’s state laws regarding accessory to a serious crime. It’s been a while since Christina has contacted Dennis since moving to Lake Haven following the murder of her husband, so hearing Dennis’ voice is a breath of fresh air for her, after all this time. He is still based in Lodi, New Jersey with his family, continuing to tak...
Submitted to Contest #288
Lance Macallen goes up to the ice cream stand and places his order after Jessa gets hers. The ice cream is all free. She does a double take when she sees him, believing him to be Seth. “Oh, it’s you again,” she says with a smile. “And you managed to change your trunks so fast.” Lance is wearing red swimming trunks, while Seth’s are blue. That’s the only major difference between the Macallen twins. “I’m sorry,” Lance chuckles as he and Jessa sit under the umbrella. “I guess I should’ve told you, I have a twin brother who you were just talki...
Detective Gordon Marshall’s shift wrapped up at 5:00, and the rest of the Ryder PD staff took on various tasks for the Eric Walker investigation. His partner, Detective Susanne Kwong, was part of the forensics team who was in charge of locating Eric’s cell phone and tracking down its last known and (potentially current) whereabouts. Marshall was heading over to the Walker residence to speak with Sabrina, both professionally and personally, to get her take on the case, so far. Sabrina was expecting his company, so she was making both of them...
When Kaitlynn Westergart steps outside, she takes out her cell phone and calls Vincent Rousseau to let him know that she’s out of the house. Within five minutes, he shows up to escort her to his Honda. “You look nice,” he says, as friendly as he can be while holding her hand. “Thanks.” She gives him a small smile. When they head over to his Honda, he holds the door open for her and shuts it after her, then he comes in on the driver’s side. He starts the car and begins heading off to the road to wherever he has his birthday surprise for Kai...
Once upon a time, there was a young girl who was very beautiful. She was such a ravishing beauty, with her long, curly black hair, skin as white as snow, and eyes as green as emeralds. Everything about her was just remarkable and flawless. She was a good girl with a heart of pure gold and the brightest smile that lit up the whole world. Everyone loved her, and she loved everybody. Despite her ravishing beauty, pure heart, and high intelligence level, she had only one flaw: her 12 fingers and 12 toes. Four years ago, this young girl was bo...
After their fancy dinner date, Christina Macallen and Wallace Eckart are at the parking lot of the restaurant in Wallace’s van, engaged in a passionate kiss in the most private and intimate moment. Not once has Christina called the house, so she must trust Lance and the kids to be on their best behavior. After a while of making out, Christina catches her breath as she sits back up in her seat. “I had a splendid time tonight.” She smiles at Wallace. “So did I, Chrissy.” Wallace smiles back, revealing his glamorous Hollywood-white teeth. He s...
Submitted to Contest #287
CW: Themes of death and guiltJessa Westergart has agreed to meet with the Macallen twins, Lance and Seth, at their house after school. Lance and Seth let their mother Christina, as well as their aunt and uncle Wendy and Richard, know that Jessa is coming over and they’re getting ready to tell her the truth. Christina wishes them the best of luck with the conversation with Jessa, no matter how she’ll feel afterward. They know that her anger will be justified.Lance and Seth are up in their room, doing their homework, when Christina’s voic...
Submitted to Contest #286
I thought I’d feel a little relieved that Kari-Ann was finally gone, but for some reason, it didn’t make me feel any better. My mind was filled with these thoughts that maybe I was a little hard on her, and I did an extreme thing by firing her and kicking her out. I wanted to shrug off these thoughts because I knew I did the right thing. She had been lying to me for the longest time, and it wasn’t just me… It was the kids, too. That wasn’t fair to Johnny and Brenna because they really looked up to her as a mother figure, and she just took ad...
Submitted to Contest #284
Well, I really messed up this time. Dominic found out the truth, and he was angry to the point of kicking me out, which I totally deserved. All my worst nightmares had finally come true. I should have known better, realizing this was all going to end in disaster. I’d been such an idiot from the beginning… Giving him a fake name, “Kara Muller”, and leading him on in this never-ending game of lies. This was exactly what Melinda had warned me about all along. I hated to think that she was right and she’d rub it in my face in an “I-told-you-so” ...
Submitted to Contest #283
Francina Tuttiliogi sat up in bed, holding onto dear life the photo of the man who melted her heart: Troy Edwards. It was the night before the big day, the biggest day in her life, where she was going to walk down that aisle and say, “I do”, officially becoming Mrs. Troy Edwards. It was the moment her family had been awaiting, including all her cousins–distant and close–from all over the town. As she glanced at the photo of the striking young man–his golden hair that was slicked back, and ocean blue eyes that possessed serenity in them–with...
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