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Submitted to Contest #81
The wind blew against my wavy short hair as I drove into Spoons, the town I’d left, the memories I’d tried to forget. 4 years had passed since I had been in this town. People buzzed around the town, families, friends, couples. Lots and lots of couples. I knew riding into Spoons on Valentines Day was going to be a terrible mistake but I’d have to face it, not this year but maybe the next. As I drove nearer to home I stopped at The Diner, a diner I’d spent my entire teenage life in the place I’d met him. Should I go in, would he be her...
Submitted to Contest #76
The wind chime clinked together outside on the balcony. The winter air gave a wispy chill by the looks of the goosebumps on her arms. She never wore a long sleeve tee, her arms needed no restriction. She wrapped herself with a tartan cotton blanket and immediately felt at ease as she sat crossed-legged on the brown coloured sofa. It was her favourite show on the tv, Bargain Boyz. The show revolved around buying and selling goods at a bargained price. The two bald men on screen, one short, one thin, holding a vintage record player. Th...
Submitted to Contest #75
Leela sat at the sidebar at the Lipton Tea Lounge cafe, grasping tightly onto her glitching phone with both hands. The air grew stale around her as she slapped her hand onto her forehead. Again! This was growing into a pattern of people sending fraud messages and links to Leela. It was hard already to meet people who were open to building a friendship with a quiet girl who’d been homeschooled all her life. Leela grabbed her worn-out faux leather bag and headed for the glass door to get to the Mobile repair shop before it closed for the day.&...
Submitted to Contest #73
Twas the night before Christmas, all was silent, all was nice until the Drummer Girl gave it some spice. Holly dropped her drum sticks onto the floor and let out a tired sigh. Her face felt patchy with the amounts of makeup that she wore was now melting away. She was here now in a place she called Home. The secrets were now unravelled, the doors all opened. Her heart ached for more. Holly wasn’t the type to celebrate Christmas, her bandmates called her Mrs Grinch. Christmas was all about parties, people and presents. Most Christmas’ consis...
Submitted to Contest #72
The cup landed on the floor with a huge bang, as the cappuccino splashed onto the black and white tiled floors, scattering shards of the cup. My hands shook and my eyes widened with fright. Eyes around me grew to the size of saucers and mouths dropped open. A Cup of Joy was not used to clumsy waitresses, this was a posh cafe where everyone was meant to be perfect at everything. “Ro!” screeched Mrs Alejandro, her fist balled up. She grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me behind the counter. She let go of my wrist revealing a pin...
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