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Submitted to Contest #267
Her Mother’s SmileShe knew very well it would be a pivotal moment in her life. The point at which she would finally know her identity, her name and her family. Always aware she was adopted, she had planned this moment for over 18 years. Tonight was the night she would meet her birth mother. Her biological mother – a woman whose identity she had sought for so long. This would be the moment when those nights spent exploring the depths of her imagination would be crystallised into reality. She had pictured her a mi...
Submitted to Contest #263
As far back as he can remember, he's been afraid. Not a general sort of anxiety, but the specific kind - that which can dictate the path of one's entire life. The attempts at avoidance, the terror of anticipation, the dread of a confrontation. The fear can be paralysing, robbing him of the ability to move at all. No fight or flight for him, only freezing; like a terrified rabbit at the mercy of its hunter. But here he is, at this juncture where he must gather up all of his courage and press on. His job demands it, his troops expect it. A pro...
Submitted to Contest #256
Marathon to the Finish Line The finish line is near. She can feel it. Months upon months of practice - building muscle, refining her reflexes, regulating her heartbeat. She hears the crowd, cheering her on. Is it her they are encouraging or another? She can’t distinguish their words, but their energy and enthusiasm are palpable and urge her forward. There is no turning back now. She has prepared all her life for this marathon. She is aiming for under 3 hours, but knows that others have taken much lon...
Submitted to Contest #253
Calling Time 6.30am He rises. Usual workday time. Fluorescent green digits on the bedside clock heralding in another day.7.00am He has his breakfast and gets ready for work. Must keep an eye on the time. “You need to slow down” his wife says sleepily as she pours her first cup for the day. “You’re always running by the clock – its not good for you.” He acknowledges her advice with a swift kiss on the cheek and a wink as he says, “Live by the clock, die by the clock – at least I’ll never be late!” He turns for the do...
Submitted to Contest #252
Be Careful What You Wish For Clara stumbles into the sanctuary of the girl’s bathroom. A respite from the taunts, the bullying. Gripping the sides of the hand basin she gazes through tear-filled eyes at the image that confronts her. Hits her as hard as the spiteful, hurtful words from the other girls. The chosen ones, those with perfect skin and shiny blonde hair. Those with perky breasts, still surging into womanhood beneath the school uniform but obvious enough to those who choose to look, to notice, to ogle. She s...
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