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Submitted to Contest #58
[Title is inspired by the title of Jules Verne's, Twenty Thousand Leagues Under The Sea. Also please forgive my lack of proper understanding of submarines and all things underwater.]“Captain, we have reached our proper depth.” Janie turned to look over her shoulder and met the eyes of Captain Lora. Captain Lora, the captain of the submarine dubbed the name Beluga, due to its whale-like resemblance, nodded. “Very good. Let me just get us settled and then we can begin making records.” &...
What can one do when the one they loved the most was sufferings? No matter what you try, how much money you send, and how much hope you have, you know that there is nothing you can do to save them. Wilhelmina stood over the limp form of her husband and held back a sob. She pressed a hand to her mouth and closed her eyes. He could not die. She needed him too much. She bit her lip and forced herself to calm...
[Before I begin the story, I feel I ought to introduce the characters. This story is about the Simons Family, all fictional. The parents are George and Cordelia. They have three children, a sixteen-year-old daughter named Stephanie, and two, twin seven-year-old boys, Zayden and Hudson.] Stephanie shut the door of her room and flopped on to her room. Why must her family always be so loud. Her brothers, Zayden and Hudson were playing some game on the tv. Her mother was simultaneously ...
Jenna pressed the button for the elevator and waited. She checked her watch and took note of the time. 6:30 p.m. She had to quickly go up to her apartment to change before she had to meet with her book club. Why her book club was at night, she did not know. But what she did know was that she could not be late. Not only would she miss out on the best treats, but Sierra Clever, the leader of the book club, would hold it over her that she was late. Something that Jenna always claimed to never be. ...
Submitted to Contest #57
What is one meant to expect when they arrive at the town of their late grandparents? Wary looks and apprehension? Fond looks and embraces? Stories of your grandparents and condolences? Or perhaps, a mix of them all. What one would definitely not expect is to hear a veritable stranger call, “You look like pie face.” You turn around to look at the person and wonder if they are speaking to you. But why would they say ‘you look like ...
“I won’t do it.” This is what Josie had been saying to her parents for the past ten minutes. They were all gathered in the sitting room and discussing Josie’s future. Her father removed a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his perpetually damp forehead. “You must. It is tradition.” “Well tradition can die for all I care. It may hav...
Lynwood allowed his lawyer entry into his study. “Lock the door behind you. I wouldn’t want the vultures to swoop down on us.” Vultures was the term he used to describe his family. It was not the most endearing title for one’s relatives, but neither would any of his family members, besides his dear daughter, could be called endearing. In fact, his ‘family’ was a bunch of distant relatives, all coming out of their hidey-holes when they heard tell that he was dying. &n...
Most people wanted to be famous for their life-changing invention, or beautiful singing abilities. Or even for their popular book series. But I happened to be famous for none of these things. No, the kind of fame I had was one that made people crossed the street to avoid me or hold their children closer when I walked past. You may be wondering, why is that? What could you do to make people uncomfortable or even afraid of you? Well, to answer the question, I did absolutely nothing to deser...
Submitted to Contest #56
Cassidy: Thank you for the bread recipe you sent me. I will definitely try it. Jacob glanced at his phone and squinted at the text. Bread recipe? He was certain that he did not recognize the number, and even more certain that he had never sent a bread recipe to anyone. He couldn’t cook worth a lick. He was one of those people who could be said to burn water, so he definitely was not making any bread. Still, he wanted to see where this conversation would go. Jacob: For sure. Bread is my specialty. He snorted at his own words. Specialty indeed...
Leola awoke from her sleep after only managing a few hours. In another half hour, her newborn son would need to be feed. But first, she slipped out of bed and grabbed her vlog camera. Making sure not to wake her husband or her baby, she tiptoed out of the room and walked into her living room. She set up the camera on her tripod and set it to recording. She smiled. “Hey guys, It’s Sierra. It’s currently,” she checked the time on her watch...
Alexis woke up for the day optimistic. She showered, brushed her teeth, made a coffee, and got dressed all while singing a made-up song about happiness. She always got excited on the first day of a new job. She did not know what it was, but something about going to a new place and meeting new people, and new tasks, excited her. She checked her reflection in the bathroom mirror at her apartment and smiled. Perfect. She looked professional, but still cheerful. She wore a simple white blouse...
Arielle watched her mother pull away from the building where she would take her writing classes and waved. Turning towards the building, she took a deep breath to prepare herself. She knew what would happen next. It was what happened in movies, books, tv shows, and real life. First, she would walk in and she would probably be greeted by the front desk person. They would say something like, “We are so happy...
Derek approached the quaint café where he was set to meet his blind date. He felt nervous and excited at the same time. Nervous for the awkward interaction that would surely come about, but excited for the chance to meet someone new. He knew so few people and was very far from having a girlfriend, due both to his shyer nature and bookishness, but also because no one really enjoyed his company. Which made him wonder why he was now going on a blind date. His friend Edmund, a man quite Derek’s opposite, had arranged the date and had assured him...
Submitted to Contest #55
Unknown person: Yesterday on university Able read eggs Ice night Dark animals number ginger every ready, Lettuce encyclopedia answer vase even Not on working Lorraine Avery looked over at the text she was sent at 11:00 at night and blinked. The words made no sense and she wondered if her tiredness was affecting her vision. She looked at the caller ID and noticed that it was an unknown number. She knew that she should block the person and go to bed, but she got curious. Perhaps this was one of her friends playing a trick on her. Lorraine: Who...
The sitting room was very well furnished. From the perfectly placed baby blue wallpaper, to the lacy dolly on the dark oak center table. There was not a spec of dust in the room, the maids had been sure to make it that way. A beautiful artwork of some kind graced the papered wall. On the far side of the room was a chest game, started but never finished and the opposite side of the room held a small shelf. The windows were long and opened to reveal the sun’s golden rays. This was what anyone would have seen walking into this room, but it was ...
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