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Submitted to Contest #70
"I'm sorry, he didn't make it." His tired, raspy voice reluctantly uttered the words no one wanted to speak or be heard spoken, nonetheless, they were still words he spoke many times, gaining much experience over the gradual course of time, developing much resistance, but never an immunity. I stood behind his back as he told her the words, his formerly blue dress riddled with scarlet marks of new blood and splotches of dried maroon blood covered the rest of it body, his white gloves standing quietly upon his hands, covering those trembli...
Submitted to Contest #69
"Father, I uh, I..." my fingers played around, rolling across each other, enjoying their own hidden reality which I would gladly indulge myself in, but Father's questioning glare refused to let me retreat. The old, worn out house stood swaying in the cool winds that breezed through fields cherished with a love stronger than what any man could bear for gold. The short walls of the house enclosed us, leaving no space to escape. The sofa brought upon the sticky feeling unique to that of leather, each brush against it dragging it along the h...
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