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Write a story about two characters whose first impressions of one another are wildly inaccurate.

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Mama, You Stole My Heart

Submitted to Contest #131

There are many who begin life bearing the misconceived impression that their parents would always love and understand them. Then there are those who are equally deluded in their impression that children they conceived and raised would one day conform and turn into the person they may have wanted...The box was returned in the mail many weeks after sending it. Inside was a handwritten card atop the soft fur wrap I had sent. The card in my mother’s handwriting simply stated, “Since I don’t know how you got this, and because I’m not sure, I can’...

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Birria for Dinner

Submitted to Contest #131

Emilio Elena pulls her van up to the brick rancher on Shady Lane. She slowly stops, the sound of wheels crunching on brittle snow. The walkway up to the house is freshly shoveled and Emilio notices an old statue of a dog in the yard. He wonders what kind of person puts a dog statue on their lawn. Obviously, some sort of nut job. “Shady Lane, huh?” Emilio asks Elena as he eyes up his new residence. “Sure looks Shady to me.” “Basta, Emilio,” Elena says in her kindest voice. “This one’s gonna work out. Not like the last one.” “Last t...

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SuperCallumFragileMisfitsBehaviourWasAtrocious!!

Submitted to Contest #131

“Hi! You must be Callum?” “And you must be Rita? You look gorgeous tonight!” Nervously giving each other the first impression assessment, Callum and Rita were pleasantly surprised that for once the photo on the app underplayed the in-person experience.  “Thank you! I love your suit. Very.. erm.. fitted and tight.” “I’m relieved actually because I don’t do this a lot and was worried it wouldn’t fit me,” Callum responded. “Well believe me it does. Very nicely!” Callum and Rita were led to their table by the waiter. Both noticed how busy t...

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Dextrocardia

Submitted to Contest #131

Dextrocardia - a condition that makes the heart move out of its original position Judy lost her heart. Again. She couldn’t remember if it was on the right swell of her chest or the left—and she probably could have been tricked into thinking it was in the greasy crook of her elbow. Do you feel that artery, Judy? Do you feel the way it’s beating like the rhythm of a soldier’s weary feet or humming like the church bells that rarely ring? No, she did not, and when the football game flickered onto her TV and a patriotic woman started belting...

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The Mask in the Mirror

Submitted to Contest #131

From the doorway, Penelope scanned her mother’s crowded living room for a friendly face. Golden sunlight poured through picture windows. The lake lay in the distance. Sailboats chased the breeze. ‘Oh, to be on a boat…’ She had to give her mother, Diane, credit. She knew how to entertain. ‘Who actually has this many friends?’ A string quartet played, smoothing lulls in conversation. Liquor flowed. Waiters drifted by with platters of catered food. Laughter punctuated the din. From above the fireplace, Diane’s portrait observed the festivitie...

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The Belle Isle Boys

Submitted to Contest #131

Gus was lucky in life. He was uncommonly handsome. The clever, likeable sort of guy who always had friends to spare. And, though his parents were poor, they were kind. Gus was the oldest of four siblings, a fact he liked to lord over his brothers and sister, all at least five years younger than him. On most days, when they weren’t working, his parents had their hands full with three young kids at home. And, while he loved his family, Gus enjoyed the freedom his oldest-child status provided.  At thirteen, he explored the c...

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Bad Brad

Submitted to Contest #131

Once upon a time, there was a cold distant village. It had little sunshine and most of the year was spent trying to get out of the cold, chilly winds. Most blustery winds, I must say! The streets were neat and tidy and the police saw to it that no strangers stayed longer than a week. Everyone knew one another and especially everyone else's business. Good or bad. And there were ways to find out. So most people were fairly predictable.Walking to most any place in this town only took a few minutes. The town square was one solid block of sm...

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I CAN SEE YOU

Submitted to Contest #131

They say that bad times can fall on anybody at any time but at this time in my life, I had come to the conclusion that I was a favorite of target of bad times, whenever there was no one else available. Maybe because I chose a life of crime, so I just kept going from committing one crime to another which led to one cell to another. This was the life I was destined to have. At least that's what I thought until one summer day while reading the morning paper an article caught my attention.   It was something fantastic. Something r...

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A Walk in the Park

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The morning gloom had lifted and the day turned a shade of blue that made me want to run and play. The breeze smelled of hay from the stables, lilacs from the botanical gardens and the sweet grass that lay before me. Blankets stretched out on the lawn with picnic baskets and coolers and more food than anyone could possibly eat. Two guys tossed around a frisbee but one of them should really throw it out so the other could chase after it and impress the people sitting on blankets. A hint of cologne wafted by from an old man who sat on a bench...

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An Ass Out of You and Me

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An Ass Out of You and MeI had shucked off my work image by slipping into my threadbare jeans with the once-fashionable tears in them and pulled my favorite dark green sweatshirt over my head. I stepped into my gardening tennis shoes, frowning because I could see that they needed to be tossed in the washer. I grabbed my comfortable brown jacket and went out the door.It was a blustery February afternoon. The air was crisper than the iceberg lettuce leaves that I had laid on top of the sweet onion, ripe tomato, and a slice of honey-ba...

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The Elevator

Submitted to Contest #131

The elevator jolted to a stop. “Okay, cut it out.”“Cut what out?”“Stop screwing with the elevator. I know you don’t care about your grades but I need to get to class.”“How do you think I’m screwing with the elevator?” Enrico pushed the buttons but nothing happened.Mercedes gasped. “Oh no, you mean we’re stuck in here?”“Looks like.”She looked at the panel that contained two arrow buttons and a keyhole and nothing else. She rolled her eyes.“Who the hell installs an elevator without an emergency phone?”Enrico gaped at her and she sucked he...

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Stella

Submitted to Contest #131

It had been a while. Too long actually. An ad in the town’s paper said the movie house was showing “A Streetcar Named Desire” for Tuesday retro movie night. Gloria was new in town and figured it would be a good way to meet new people who shared her love of classic cinema. She decided to go. Things might finally be turning her way, she thought.Gloria’s apartment was only a few blocks from the downtown scene. She liked living within walking distance to everything. It was faster to get where she needed to go if the need arose. Better than findi...

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"Patri -Angel with a Broken Heart"

Submitted to Contest #131

Where the heart is… He looked for her soul. In the morning, first thing in the morning he felt whether she was there – the soul, in the afternoon he fed her and took care of her – the soul, in the evening he had her – for the soul, and at night she became himself… Andreas had always desired her, free, confident, principled. Let her remain here as his idea, his puppet. The realization did not come immediately, why? Why did he want her like this? It is an Ego with a scattering of little carnal ones. It's sweet to feed him. An ordinar...

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A Book by its Cover

Submitted to Contest #131

I wasn’t sure what to expect but knew it wouldn’t be good. Not only did I find myself sitting on a folding chair in the middle of a hallway, but there were also another person waiting to be interviewed as well. She was young and attractive, and her low-neck blouse and midthigh skirt left little to be imagined. “Crap!” I said to myself. “All she had to do was cross her legs and smile, then the job was hers.”“What luck,” I tightened my tie and pulled down my all too short sleeves of my jacket. It was no use. I was going to look like a slob, no...

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Brown Eyes

Submitted to Contest #131

I pulled my coat closer around me as a frosty breeze ripped through the night. Snowflakes fell from the overcast sky, kissing the ends of my hair and the tip of my nose. It was just like Murray to ask me to meet him in this weather.  I checked my phone, blinking at the bright screen. Murray had said he would meet me outside of La Coupe Rose, our favorite cafe, ten minutes ago. If he made me wait much longer, I would have to break one of the darkened windows and make myself a latte.  “Lil! Lil, I’m so sorry!” Murray rushed aro...

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