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The creatures followed Ali wherever she went. They dripped after her, staining the very ground she walked upon. The thick, bubbly sludge curled up her legs, her arms, tendrils of tar that stood out starkly against her pasty skin. Of course, they were invisible to anyone but her, but nevertheless, they were unmistakably there, looming presence a constant in her mind. They twisted the way she saw things, contaminated how she heard things. Inside the shadow of the creatures, Ali’s world was a bleak place. Her sister’s music became a te...
Submitted to Contest #101
Sometimes, Ali dreamt of what could have been.In her dreams, blood would enter her sight like how a bug would creep out from a sewer, or a hole. It would trickle down her walls, painting spindly lines of red that slid down in a puzzling pattern toward the floor. Her hands would tremble, every hair on her body standing up, screaming at her to run away run away run away but her traitorous feet would stay, glued onto the ground.Idiotically, she would ignore the mad thumping in her chest, and her eyes would glue to the scarlet stains on the crea...
Submitted to Contest #99
It was raining. Kim Han only noticed because of the sound, the hundreds of droplets knocking on the windowpane, sliding away when no-one answered. Slowly sighing, he leaned against his chair, eyes closing as he heard the resounding creak echo through the walls. It was a slow day, the kind that dragged their feet along the ground as the clouds rumbled in the sky, stubbornly refusing to speed up. Gravity seemed to tug at his arms, heat bubbling up within him, melting his bones so that it dripped down, puddling within his feet. All in all, i...
Submitted to Contest #48
Everything was good, I recite. It wasn’t, but as I feel the gazes linger on my skin, piercing through my clothes, the humid air almost drowning me in heat, I knew I couldn’t faint. Not here, Not in front of all these people. I feel light-headed. “Asian.” They whisper, lips curving into small upside-down crescents, feet scampering away, like a mouse avoiding a cat, hands clutching at their possessions.I look down at my plain dress. My hair slides down like a black snake, spreading itself onto my white dress, yellowish brownish skin ...
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