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Submitted to Contest #323
As we finished group meditation, Amora handed out bells. “It’s time to cleanse the space” Amora said. She walked out of the room, Alexa and Amelia stood up to follow her. I took this as my cue to do the same. We followed her to the back yard. The black night was lit only by a bonfire in the center of the yard. “So, we’re each going to take a section of the yard and just jingle these bells around the area to cleanse the space” Amora explained to me as Alexa and Amelia found their designated areas. “Your space will be between the porch and th...
Submitted to Contest #322
Amy washes her hands and shakes them dry before returning her patients chart to its proper slot and heading back to the nurse's station. “You out of here Amy?” Jennifer asked. “Just got a little paperwork to do and then I’m leaving.” Amy answered. “I’m already getting out late so don’t ask me for anything.” “Feisty.” Jennifer joked. “I’m running to the vending machine, should I bring you a candy bar?” “Yes please!” Amy answered. Jennifer knew that sugar always got Amy through the end of a rough shift. When Jennifer returned Amy was on the ve...
“Heeeeeeeeeelp!” I cry out with the last of my strength. I weep at the helplessness I feel inside as I bang on the walls fruitlessly. The box holding me had run thin on air hours ago. I couldn’t muster enough strength to make it count. There was no banging for someone on the outside to hear. I could barely manage a light tapping. There was never really a point in the first place. I thought back to all the energy and precious time I spent screaming and banging on the walls. All the air lost that I should have been conserving. This is really ...
Submitted to Contest #321
Caution: This story is written from the perspective of a serial killer as he stalks his most sought after victim. There are no graphic depictions of violence, sexual or otherwise. But it is hinted at in the way he sexualizes the idea of hurting her. A girl stood on her porch and took a drag of her cigarette. A man watches her from behind her shed, he goes unnoticed. The sun is just beginning to get lower in the crisp fall sky. He takes a step forward; a twig cracks under his foot. She looks to one side of the yard, then another. He was sure...
Submitted to Contest #320
Serena stepped out of the car, the air was thick with the smell of wild garlic, she was home. Everything was exactly how she had remembered it; only older and decayed. Gran wasn’t in a state to get around the property in those last few years, much less maintain it. This was a mistake. She should focus on her career path. There were no Biochemistry jobs in this small town. Still, she wanted to be there. After cramming every night to complete her PhD in 4 years, all she wanted was to feel close to Gran again. Serena went into the woods, aside ...
The author sits at her desk. She looks out the window, into the cold snowy mountains, lined with trees. A fox briefly crosses her view. Her fingers hover over the keys of her computer. She can hear the clock ticking from the wall. Tick… tok… tick… tok… ‘Just the first sentence’ she silently negotiated with herself, ‘I just need a good hook, that’ll get the creative juices flowing.’ Tick… tock… the clock sounded off passive aggressively across the room. Tick… tock… ‘I hate working on a deadline.’ She thought to herself. ‘I knew this was a bad...
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