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Submitted to Contest #89
The day had started as it should have. As any other day normally had. I had training with Eleric, bright and early.“You need to control the power, before it controls you, Faven.”That's what he always said, I was rarely convinced. Waking up at sunrise every morning just seemed a little excessive to me. But he was the only family I had, and I trusted him with my life. So if he said to wake up at any ungodly hour, I would listen.Other than lack of sleep. My life was fine, perfect even, some would say. Or so that was what is seemed to be. Anyone...
Submitted to Contest #84
“Hey, hey wake up.”I felt a rough hand on my shoulder, shaking me.“Five more minutes.”I grumbled and rolled over, drifting slowly back into sleep. The hand came back, it was more forceful this time.“Wake. Up.”I groaned in frustration and slid my eyes open, expecting to see my mother hovering over me, but when I opened my eyes, I saw nothing. I don’t mean that there wasn’t anything in the room to look at, I mean there was literally nothing. It was pitch black. Nothing but empty darkness. I scrambled back, seeing the faint outline of a big fig...
Submitted to Contest #79
Thomas should be calling me today. I paced back and forth in my cramped room, kicking at the random bottles of mascara and chargers scattered across the old carpet. He was never this late in calling.Every Tuesday, at 6:30, he would call me. We had fallen onto texting each other too much, I’d almost forgotten what he sounded like. Looking into my cracked mirror, I tied my hair up into a ponytail while I studied the various pieces of paper crammed in between the spider web like breaks in the glass. Letters, notes, hastily scribbled words on a ...
Submitted to Contest #72
“RED SUS!” “Nick you literally always say that! Just because I’m red,doesn’t mean I’m automatically sus!” I chuckled into my mic, leaning back in my office chair as the chaos unfolded in front of me. This was the third time I was crewmate since we started playing together, Nick and Jack always attacked each other with random susses that made no sense. But I mean, hey, it was funny to watch. I heard Kayla call my name. “Hey, why is Theresa so quiet?” My finger pushed down CTRL, “I’m just listening to what other people have to say.” ...
“Crap!” I bit my tongue to silence myself, coffee trickled down the front of me, leaving a brown trail on my used-to-be pristine white shirt. I inwardly groaned, of course, right before my meeting, my clumsiness decided to come out for a visit. Stumbling to the bathroom, I scrubbed furiously at my blouse, the brown smudge clung onto the fabric. “Oh come on!” I rushed back to my office, grabbing my jacket and zipping it up quickly, I wouldn’t look as nice as I had planned to, but it’d be better than my stained shirt. My heels clicked ...
“ILLIANA RUN!” I looked up and saw Alex running at me. I glanced up behind him and saw what he was talking about. I took off, my feet pounding against the loose dirt of the old woods. The creature was getting closer. I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head and I cried out. Tumbling to the ground. “ALEX!” He stopped and came back to me, dragging me to my feet. “Are you hurt?!” I shook my head and winced, my hand flew to the back of my head. It was wet and sticky. “It hit me…. Oh my gosh Alex it hit me!” His eyes widened. I sc...
Submitted to Contest #71
“Annie, you can not be serious about this.”I looked up from reading, “What do you mean? Of course I’m serious.”Levi looked at me, his eye brow raised, “We both know that you can’t cook.”I scoffed, tossing my long brown hair behind my shoulder, “How hard can it be?”“Very.”“You doubt my abilities.”“Yes, yes I do.”I slapped his arm, a smile on my face. He was right of course, I was a terrible cook, baker, chocolateer, anything that involves food and a kitchen; you might as well count me out of that equation. It was nearly Christmas, and every y...
Submitted to Contest #70
“Landry Everton, the jury has found you guilty of breaking and entering, and theft, you will serve out a fifty year sentence in prison.” My heart dropped, no, this could not be happening. I looked helplessly at my lawyer, his head sunk into his hands. The room started spinning, my hands trembling with the realization of what was happening to me. “Look Lan, I get that you’re trying to help me but I don’t need it.” I shook my head, “No, Casey, you do need my help. How are you going to face your parents when they find out about this?...
Submitted to Contest #68
The sun, crimson and beautiful, peeked out from the horizon, shining through the clouds, illuminating our faces. “Beautiful isn’t it?” I turned to him, “It is, breathtaking even.” He sighed and leaned against me, his arm draped around my shoulders carelessly. “I wouldn’t want to watch it with anyone else," he said softly. I smiled, “Not even your Aunt Susie?” He chuckled, “Not even Aunt Susie.” “Brady.” I said, more as a statement than a question He looked at me, “Hm?” “We should get back to the boat.” He kissed my forehead...
“Oi, Cass, you ready to go?” I looked up from tying my shoe, “Almost, do you have the getaway car set up?” Glen smiled, “Had it set up last night.” I stood and crossed the room to him, “What’s in your pocket?” He tilted his head, feigning innocence. He was a good liar, but I knew my best friend and my ears were acute. “Glen, there’s something making a rustling sound in your pocket, maybe paper, a flyer, or something, what is it?” He didn’t budge so I slipped my hand into his coat pocket, pulling out, as I had guessed, a flyer...
It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. The ground crumbled beneath her boot as she walked down the winding path. Rubble coating the ground, dust taking the spot where air should’ve been. Her throat dried in a matter of seconds, her eyes surveying the ruins of her old town. Destroyed decades ago, the destruction was still evident. Her hand wrapped tightly around the hilt of her sword. Solid titanium, embedded with diamond dust. Her white hair blowing through the wind. Ocean eyes lo...
“I mean, I’ve gotta be honest here, I never really got over him.” Arya looked at me, “Jules, I’m your best friend, and you never thought to tell me that?” I sighed, running my hand through my hair. “I just, Matty and I, we were so… complicated. I didn’t think you’d want to hear anything else about him.” She huffed, blowing her brown bangs out of her eyes, “Well my dear, you thought wrong. You know you can talk to me, about anything, and besides, you know I’ll tell you if you’re being stupid.” I smiled, Arya Carver, my one and o...
Submitted to Contest #67
I woke up with a start, the sound of footsteps on the creaky steps pulling me from my dreams. I slipped out of bed and left my room, peeking down the hallway.“Rose?”My sister limped into view,“Hey Mari, I’m just going straight to bed.”I didn’t have to look closely to see the mud on her boots, mixed with the easily recognizable crimson of blood. Her knife was peeking out of her belt, it was permanently stained red.“Rose, where did you go?”She rolled her eyes, even though I was older than her, she still acted like I couldn’t be a mom figure.“I...
I saw it. I know I did. No one believed me. They all told me I was crazy, but I know what I saw. My brother had been murdered in front of me. I watched the dagger sink into his chest, saw the blood pour out, saw his eyes glaze over as his limp form fell to the ground. I heard my screams when I rushed to his side, felt the shooting pain in my heart, the agony of loss. Yet, in a mere instant, he was gone. But he was there, he was there. I know he was. Police found me slumped over air, screaming, and crying my eyes out. They dragged me away...
“The lucky couple chosen for this years annual 'Love under pressure' competition is…” I rolled my eyes and Felicity Goldman made a show of opening the envelope with the couple that could win money, a house, and favor for being, “cute”. “Elliot Miller and Haysen Brown!” I shot up, “WHAT!?” All of my family members started shouting at once, dad being the loudest of them all, “HAYSEN EMERY BROWN YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND! AND ELLIOT OF ALL PEOPLE?!” Mom was the second loudest, “ELLIOT MILLER? YOU ARE DATING THAT LOSER?” I threw out...
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