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Submitted to Contest #58
“Jamie! Come on!” “OK, I’m comin’,” Jamie said, grabbing his pillow and “handy-dandy, battery-powered lantern” (it said so on the box). He handed the lantern to Blake, who was seven years his junior. Jamie had just turned thirteen, and felt as though camping out in the backyard was kids’ stuff, but since there was no power, and since his cell phone died an hour ago, he decided to join the rest of his family out back. Dad had called Pacific Gas and Electric earlier today and he was told that a transformer had blown somewhere in the area...
Submitted to Contest #53
I stared blankly at the puddle of sweet, red liquid forming under what used to be my cherry popsicle. I wasn’t really looking at as much as through it, focusing on nothing but my own thoughts.This morning offered so much promise. I woke up and actually noticed that the sun was shining. I was able to feel a genuine smile creep across my face; today was the first day in many months that I actually felt something akin to happy.“Hey, Spence?” It was my mom, knocking on my door.“Yeah?” I grunted to her, propping myself up on m...
Submitted to Contest #52
Marnie Soloman slowly came to as the fog of adrenaline began to lift. Her head was pounding, her muscles, weak and sore. She bent over to keep from passing out and wretched bits of this morning's breakfast into her mouth which she swallowed back down painfully. She glanced around the room at the walls and ceiling and was mostly impressed with the blood spatter. It looked like a work of art, like something Jackson Pollock might produce. In particular, there was a crisscrossing pattern on the ceiling and a five-foot-long ...
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