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Submitted to Contest #295
Soft, damp grass is what I was standing on. I looked down. Pale, smooth skin covered my feet. A sharp noise made me look up but I saw nothing to alarm me between the rapidly flying tendrils of my red hair. It was so bright; the sun shone intensely and I received all the fierce expression of her joy dazedly. I took one step, and then another. The grass was really pretty. It seemed to shine. “Lora!” I looked up. My reflection stared back at me in a cracked mirror at the corner of a room. My nose wrinkled, slowly. It smelled rather awful here...
Submitted to Contest #294
24/05/2016To: my dear darling daughterThere was a kid named John Little.He had blue eyes and curly brown hair. Very curly, mind you. His mum used to nag at him constantly about getting it cut (he always grew it out, you see). His dad worked as a car mechanic so he used to come home with dirty clothes and very dirty shoes. There used to be shoe tracks all over the house floor but John would help his mum clean that up for two pennies a day. His dad had lots of interesting stories to tell of things that happened at the garage which made John dr...
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