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Submitted to Contest #38
Why do cigarettes feel different after a pity party? A quite long one at that. It’s been days since I’ve last talked with Jaime, and it’s been even longer since we’ve broken up. It’s 2:43 AM. It’s amazing how a few words can change what you do at a certain time. I wouldn’t have been crying my eyes out a few weeks ago at this time. On the contrary, I would have been texting Jaime until the sun peeked its rays over the cityscape. I would be spending hours sending texts that poured my heart out to him, and I would have been reading texts that m...
Submitted to Contest #36
March 14, 2020 I know I haven’t written in this for a while. Hell, the last entry was dated back at New Years'. So much for my resolution of actively trying to journal. Something happened yesterday at the store, and I’m still pretty shaken up. I can’t get them out of my head. I can’t - I need to write this down. I need to get it out. I don’t know who exactly is going to be reading this. I don’t know whether or not it’s me in ten years, my kin from future generations, or quite possibly a stranger who happened to steal my journal. I don’...
Submitted to Contest #32
“When you said that we’d be breaking into the Medicinal Hall, I pictured a shit ton of people guarding the stuff. After all, it’s only in the Hall that this city’s most powerful drug, and most addictive one at that, is kept and made here. So tell me why there are barely any guards here. I brought all of my toys for a reason, y’know.” Jensen waves around his prized possession, a rifle that he’s improved over the years, in the air. I would’ve been annoyed by this behavior years ago, but at this point, I’m used to it. “I told you it would...
Submitted to Contest #8
Ask anyone in my year about the thing they all look forward to after graduation, and almost all of them will agree that they can’t wait to leave this place. To leave this town where our parents never tried to leave. To leave this town where anything possibly interesting and exciting can be done within less than a day. To leave, and hopefully never come back with the only exceptions being reunions or for family. I am one of these people. I graduate tomorrow, and although I’ve been looking forward to this day for years, my friend made it...
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