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Submitted to Contest #96
After 10 long years…here they were together again; Buzz, Jacob, Ben and Ryan. They were waiting for someone in the empty guest room of Hotel Montecito, the most extravagant and prestigious hotel of its time. The Large oval room with magnificent mural painted walls, Double heighted Ceiling with delicate and antique glittering hangings which almost touched the diamond polished marble floors, the Central spiral water fountain spurting out musical shapes at intervals; all gave a feeling of massive eternity contributing to a magnanimous feel...
Submitted to Contest #95
“How the hell did I land up in this weird situation!!I wish I had never taken that decision. …Damn! Why can’t everything turn back to the way it was!!”*********7:00 a.m.- A bright sunny morning. All were busy in their own set of chores. People washing their cars, Mopping and cleaning away all the debris the last night storm had left back…The wild wind had swayed down a huge tree to the middle of the road. People were trying to remove it. Kids were arguing to play outdoors.“Birds chirping, Green grass, tall trees, honking of cars, chattering ...
Submitted to Contest #94
“Hey, Ashley, is that you, oh wow! You look so different…” said a familiar voice with a pat on his back. Startled Ashley turned and said “Oh Hey, Sharon, what a surprise!! How have you been?”. Sharon and Ashley knew each other from college times. They were best friends. But, due to unavoidable circumstances, were unable to say goodbye to each other. When Sharon was in the final year of college, she left abruptly, without informing anyone... not even Ashley. Later, people came to know, that Sharon’s father was terminally ill and she was calle...
“I wish I had killed Sam.Why did he have to make that proposition? I am such an idiot. Why did I fall for the trap? I have to stop listening to my friends. I feel like that bee who gets attracted to the vibrant colors of a pitcher plant. On reaching the flower, is captured and pulled inside with no escape. Only death seems to be the dreaded destiny…. Am I also going to never see my dear ones again!! No, this cannot happen. I will fight till the end and will go back. Go back to my family and friends. Go back to home, sweet home. Go back to my...
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