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YEMISI B

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The World is Not a Safe Place

YEMISI B

Submitted to Contest #215

I watched as the throng of students made their way into the classroom and into their seats and reminisced on what it felt like to be a student many years ago. Boisterous, curious, and passionate. Age had since tempered those qualities in myself. I removed my glasses from my face and proceeded to wipe them with the napkin that I kept in the front pocket of my suit jacket. Naturally, I wanted to believe that my transition back into a monster would have prevented the deterioration of my eyesight, but it remained one of the lasting implications ...

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Warn the Others

YEMISI B

Submitted to Contest #214

The smog of the city sat comfortably on top of the hills of San Diego enveloping the palm trees and houses in a dense haze. The view had become commonplace as the Baileys’ found themselves in San Diego once again for the fourth time in a matter of sixth months. Not that it surprised Gavin. He had long suspected that his parents would come back to San Diego to complete their assignment. The truth was that he had been keeping a close eye on his parents for the past two years and he finally felt that he could comfortably tell the rest of his si...

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Sorry for the Weight

YEMISI B

Submitted to Contest #213

One of the reasons that I chose my job was because I expected it to be easy. A long way from the cold cemented walls of the laboratories at school. My days at the University were filled with long lectures from egotistical professors and even longer nights filled with differential equations. My body accumulated extra weight as a form of self-defense during my tenure of being under duress while pursuing an education. I couldn’t blame school entirely, everyone in my family was predisposed to be on the larger side of things and I had long since ...

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Just Chill

YEMISI B

Submitted to Contest #77

I pulled the last of the suitcases out of the trunk and tapped it lightly for it to close. It would be a long weekend in more ways than one. God knows I love my wife, but as much as I recognize that He gave her to me to love, I knew just as much that He gave her to me to challenge me. Shanice, my dutiful wife, always found a way to make sure that I could never rest on my laurels. In the distance, I could hear her shepherding my two reluctant teenagers into the cabin that she rented for the weekend. She finally settled on this one after condu...

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Leftovers

YEMISI B

Submitted to Contest #71

It looked like I arrived before him, which was fine I could use the time. My fingers grazed the chocolate honey colored logs as I walked along the plush rug. He picked the location well, the cabin was both rustic and luxurious, appealing to my sensuous and his rugged nature.              “Hello?” I called as I opened the door to the Owner’s suite. I had known Kyan to be a clown since high school. Back then, he was the finest class clown with a B-grade point average and a footb...

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Moment of Clarity

YEMISI B

Submitted to Contest #70

Nate rubbed the ring around his finger impatiently. It was time to go home. The wear and tear of school and bartending at night was starting to weigh on him. He used his hands to press against both sides of his face, resulting in a resounding crack that left him with gave him overwhelming relief. “You’re gonna need to get that checked out,” his last remaining patron added. “It doesn’t get any better when you get older.” The last remaining patron’s name was John Knippenburg, who went by Kipp for short. He was a faithful customer at the Cam...

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Wallpaper

YEMISI B

Submitted to Contest #69

“Damn it,” I muttered under my breath as I ran my hand under the running faucet in the bathroom. The mixture of soap and water were unkind to the tiny, curved indentions on my knuckles. I winced as the laughter resumed from the living room, reverberating the walls around me. I thought when I left this God-forsaken place that it meant things would change. Not necessarily the place or people, but my ability to handle them. And even though I was fully aware of the cushioned mantle of sanity that took me nearly ten years, for half of which I w...

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