Shelly Wota

“ALL IN A DREAM” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #113

      Monica was just 16 years old when she found out that she was pregnant. The father was a married man so he wanted nothing to do with her. Monica was living with foster parents, who would not be happy about her pregnancy. And, they weren’t. They insisted that she give the baby up for adoption, which Monica agreed with, since she was so young and hadn’t finished school and was only working part-time. As the pregnancy advanced, her doctor told her she was having twins. Wow! Monica...

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“I LOVE THE RAIN” by Shelly Wota

     Suzy was just 11 years old when it all started. She was running through her sprinkler on a very hot summer’s day with several of her friends. Her best friend, Linda, was looking at her with fear in her eyes. “Suzy, what is that?” she yells as she points to what looked like a rash on Suzy’s left arm.” The other girls stop and come to see what the fuss is about.   One girl screams as she points to Suzy’s face. By then more hives have appeared all over her bare skin. Suz...

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“WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #107

       Linda and her two sons, Mark, 8 and John, 12, just moved from a small town about two hours north. Her sons did not want to move, but she felt people here were getting suspicious so she felt it was time to move on. She wanted to find another church, so she picked the one closest to their new apartment, since she didn’t own a car; she wanted to be within walking distance.        They were quite happy with the welcome they experienced on their first visit. Ma...

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“I BELIEVE” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #105

         In England 1918 with the Representation of the People Act, women over the age of 30, who met a property qualification, were given the right to vote. Later, in 1928, in England, Wales and Scotland women over the age of 21 were given the right to vote in accordance to the revised Representation of the People Act.          We are following one family, father, mother and daughter with their views on the women’s right to vote. We’ll call t...

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“GO OR STAY?” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #104

           It was the end of a very busy week. Snap tests and papers due. Linda was exhausted. She couldn't wait to get home. While waiting for the bus with some of her fellow students, all she could hear was what are you wearing? Do you think Jim will be there? And I’m so excited. As the others were getting on the bus, Linda heard Kathy ask, “Are you coming tonight?” It’s a good thing the bus door closed before Linda could give her an answer.    &...

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“THE THREE J'S” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #103

         While helping her foster mother, Karen, clear the attic, after her foster father passed away, the first item Jane came across was a box of photos. She decided to have a peek and the first photo she saw was a group photo that must have been taken at the last reunion. Several faces she did not know. It was a reunion of all the foster kids that had called this place home. On the back there was no date, but only some writing. It said, “You’re next J.” What did th...

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“AND WHAT IS YOUR NAME?” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #102

           I have lived in my neighborhood for over 20 years. During that time I have seen for sale signs put up, and then taken down, families coming and going. Since I walk a lot, I have gotten to know, mostly by sight, many of the people who live in my neighborhood. Some I know by name, most just to say a hello as we pass on the sidewalk. With a lot walking their dogs, I stop and say hello to their dogs as well. I know the names of many of their dogs. I love d...

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“I DIDN'T KNOW I HAD IT IN ME” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #101

           I enjoy reading. I enjoy reading so much that housework doesn’t get done, dinner is late, I miss my stop, I am thinking of what I just read and writing, in my head, what should happen next. I enjoy reading so much that I came to the conclusion that I could write a book. So I started. I would try to write after work, in the evenings, on weekends, but only when I had something to write. It’s not as easy as I thought it might be. Do all writers go th...

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“GUESS WHO'S COMING TO DINNER?” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #100

           We were very excited to be going on an Italian Cruise. Not just the fact that it was a cruise, but, an Italian one. Our itinerary would be as follows: fly to Genoa, Italy, drive to Savona, where we would board the ship. First stop would be Palma de Majorca, then on to Barcelona, Spain, overnight to Malta, then over to Sicily, sail up to Rome and ending back in Savona.            There will be day stops ...

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“ON THE ROAD AGAIN!!” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #99

         Yippee, Yippee!! No more school, shout twins James and Joanne as they get off the school bus. Two months off, yippee. That’s my thoughts exactly, thinks their mother, Susan, since she and her husband are teachers. Now comes the packing. Going on a 30 day road trip will take a lot of organization, but will be worth it.       At dinner that evening, Susan reminds everyone that the next few days are going to be very busy if they want to get s...

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“WINDOW SHOPPING!!” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #97

         In the small town of Kenusea, in western Canada, is a variety store located in the center of Main Street. No one really knows how long the store has been there, but rumor has it that it’s been there since time immemorial. The store has always been owned by someone of the Seers family. It’s not just the locals who shop there. Kenusea is a holiday resort which offers camping, fishing, hiking, horseback riding and a variety of water sports. During the busy season the...

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“GUESS WHO'S COMING TO TOWN!!” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #96

     It was dusk with a slight wind blowing enough for the tree tops to sway and with bits of garbage floating around. Sue decided it was time to go in. She had to make lunches for her kids, her husband and herself. The kids were already in bed and her husband was in the study putting finishing touches on a presentation he had to present to a new client tomorrow.           Just as Sue stood up from her chair, she saw a person, or something that looked l...

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“WHICH ONE?” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #95

    There was a posting for a competition in his local coffee shop. The $1 million prize caught his attention, so he decided, what the heck, and he applied. It wouldn’t hurt to try. I will either get accepted or not, he thought to himself. There was an audition and a questionnaire to fill out, which he obviously passed, since he is here now. I wonder how many people passed. I will never know since I signed that release which disallows me to ask any questions, either before or after the contest. &n...

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“ELM STREET” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #94

       “I dare you,” Mike says to Jim. “I dare you.” “Mark pops up and says, “Yea, Jim, Mike dares you.” He dared you, he dared you, the others yell. Jim just looks around. “Are you a chicken?” asks Mike. Bawk, bawk, chorus the others while flapping their arms. “No, I’m not a chicken,” replies Jim. “Well,” asks Mike. “Do you take my dare?” “First, let me make sure I understand the dare,” answers Jim. “He’s stalling ‘cause he’s chicken,” someone shouts. Yea, ...

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“SOME PARTY” by Shelly Wota

Submitted to Contest #93

         “Yuk, gross, disgusting, phew, what a mess,” states Sue. That was exactly what June had been thinking as they entered the hotel suite.          “What kind of party was this?” she asks June. “A retirement party,” states June. “So, these were “mature” adults?” Sue points out as she surveys the room. “You would think “mature” people would be more responsible, wouldn’t you?” “There probably were some younger people, like childre...

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