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Posted in Short Story on Dec 13, 2024

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MEDITERRANEAN MISCHIEF

Submitted to Contest #281

OK, so my patience is gradually beginning to wear thin. I consider that I’ve actually been more than reasonable in my behaviour, considering what I’ve had to put up with over time… but recently, the issue seems be getting worse, and the damage they inflict upon me increases with each passing year. More often than not, I try to make light of the situation, amuse myself a little to take my mind off more serious things—do a spot of teasing, let’s say. Allow me to explain. Take that cute little beach they created way back when, down off the...

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A Robot the Size of the World

Shortlisted for Contest #281 ⭐️

It took destroying the world, but I finally learned the difference between true meaning, and just information.  My own life began simply enough, when my power button was pressed for the first time. I awoke to my sensor inputs flooding me with data I couldn’t understand. Slowly, my databases expanded, filling out my awareness. Still in my docking station I sensed the floor, (not: carpet, linoleum, tile, rug, grass, dirt register as: oak hardwood planks)  and the visual inputs showed two black half spheres directly in front of me, ...

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The AI Who Came in From the Cold

Submitted to Contest #281

Adam could perceive a frenzy overtaking the people he spoke to in the supermarket and other stores. A cloud of stress and negativity surrounded him in contrast to the crisp nip in the air outside. Outdoors, winter had descended, leaving sunless gloom and bare trees. At the same time, indoors, the escalating heat emanated from the harried activity and strained nerves of the people. He looked around him. They had their shopping trolleys piled sky-high with all manner of edibles from food groups not related to good health. On displays near the ...

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Thelma Faye

Submitted to Contest #281

Thelma Faye I remember feeling protected as I snuggled in the warmth of my mother's strong arms. My bed was veiled in a green canopy. She spread her warmth so wide it encompassed our whole world as we could see it. And there were a lot of us. She was like the old women who lived in a shoe. So many children... Except she knew. She sheltered and nurtured us and taught us everything she could before setting us free out into a world unknown. She taught our family history and mysteries of what could be.When gentle breezes rustled the leaves she w...

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Bella Renard

Submitted to Contest #281

It was Christmas Eve in the Ba world, and Santa hadn’t mistakenly delivered this unusual package to the wrong address at Kubbeli Evler, he was busy elsewhere. This is not a nativity story, as the newborn in the story was not the son of God, and there are no wise men bearing gifts. “Shall we eat it? I’m hungry and haven’t eaten flesh for days.” Said the twins, Jupiter and Saturn together, they always uttered their views in unison, like a stereo sound system. It was completely out of context with the scene and situation in front of them. ...

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THE PUPPET’S HEART

Submitted to Contest #281

The nights are the hardest.By day, sunlight streams through the narrow gaps between thatched rooftops, casting golden pools on the uneven cobblestones of the village. The boys dart across the streets, their bare feet slapping against the stones with careless abandon. Their laughter swirls in the air, a melody that dances on the wind, brushing past me but never quite settling in my hollow chest. They are so alive, their movements fluid and unrestrained, as if their very existence is music - limbs like pliant willow branches, bending but never...

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The First Gingerbread Man

Submitted to Contest #281

Trigger Warning: Suicidal ideation and candied violence.I remember being made. A sting of stainless steel cut my shape from a sheet of dough and as soon I was released from its embrace, I was aware. Heat filled me next, radiating from the dark void, suffusing my fresh body with the warm air of life. Gentle hands, with a power beyond my reckoning, gifted me further senses with the painting of my features and attachment of my candied eyes. The first thing I saw when my vision adjusted to the blinding light of day was her face, Amanda; my creat...

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O Tannenbaum!!

Submitted to Contest #281

O Tannenbaum!!“Taking down the Christmas tree makes it feel official: time to get back to joyless and cynical.”-Greg FitzsimmonsMarv’s Tree Farm- Endeavor, WisconsinEvergreens at all stages of development, from the 3” seedings to the twelve footers, dotted the entire 100 acres. There was a wave of change across the landscape each year as mature trees were cut down and replaced by a new, younger crop. November is always a time of great excitement at a Christmas tree farm.“Do you think they’ll chop me down and ship me off somewhere this year?”...

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Migration

Submitted to Contest #281

The gull saw the husband explaining why he didn’t know how to change a tire. He had told his wife on their first date seven years ago that he knew how to change a tire. He crowed about it over linguine at Nino’s Bistro. Somehow, in all those years, neither he nor his wife had ever gotten a flat tire. Now, they were on their way to her mother’s house for a holiday dinner, and the passenger’s side tire was a goner. There was a spare, but the husband didn’t know how to put it on, nor did he have the proper tools. He could have used the tools as...

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Oh Tannenbaum's Revenge

Submitted to Contest #281

I always though I’d make a classy corpse—lit up in gaudy white lights, a gold star perched on my severed head, and a mountain of overpriced presents stuffed under my body. Instead, I’m still here. Still rooted. Watching. Waiting. Listening to the screams of my kin as they’re hacked down and strapped to the roofs of SUVs like trophy kills.My name’s Tim Burr. Yeah, I know—hilarious, right? I’m a seven-year-old Fraser fir in this Christmas tree death camp. Think of me as the guy in the horror movie who knows what’s coming but can’t do a damn th...

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Treeadore

Submitted to Contest #281

*trigger warning for kidnapping/mild abuse (of a young tree) I, Treeadore Spruce, was only seven years old and six feet tall when my world came crashing down. Actually, I was only seven years old and six feet tall when I came crashing down. One minute, I was standing in the forest, vibrant and green against a swirling winter wonderland. Snowflakes were dancing all around me. My boughs were bouncing in the breeze. The next minute, I was falling face first into the snow.  Everything went black. When I came to, I found myself being carrie...

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The Red King's Wrath

Submitted to Contest #281

The fire crackled gently in the rough stone hearth, its warmth fighting a waning battle against the icy wind that howled through the ancient halls of the elven enclave. Snow battered the thick wooden shutters and thick tendrils of frost crept along the edges of the windows.  Noel sat in an old rocking chair close to the fire, a thin blanket pulled in close to himself. Around him sat his twelve children, their young faces pale and drawn in the flickering light as they huddled together. The old elf’s silver hair caught the faint glow of t...

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A Kind of Magic...

Submitted to Contest #281

Okay, this is really not my fault.I am now in a very different spot than I’m used to (buzz). And I really did not expect the screaming and the trip through the air like that (buzz buzz). So dark, too…But let me talk a little about myself and you might have a bit of sympathy about my plight.Buzz…Many years back (buzz), according to my manufacture date, I was put together in a factory in (buzz) a country that many of you read about online, and yet know so little about. It may seem strange that I can remember my (buzz) date of birth – such a st...

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The Christmas Fairy.

Submitted to Contest #281

So this was Christmas. The Christmas Fairy was gorgeous. A scintillating frock adorned with glitter and sparkles, a golden wand and crown, completed by gossamer wings. By now, she was six foot four inches tall, plus inclusive high heeled, jeweled, platform sandals. But, hey, she was loud and proud. Abusive and aggressive, yes, alone for now, but still, she was lovely looking Christmas fairy. So this was Christmas. And what had the Christmas fairy done, finally achieved? She had her own considered personal point of view about the spirit of Ch...

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THE CAPTIVES

Submitted to Contest #281

I have been a prisoner in this camp for more than one year. Many of us have died, mostly at the hands of our captors, but some from disease and trauma. Somehow, I have survived, but it hasn’t been easy. They beat us mercilessly today with leather straps. At least four men surrounded us and whipped us. They yelled at us, “Move, you stinking beasts!” They made us run into a wooden structure, then locked us in. I was afraid they would light the structure on fire with us locked inside. But whipping is not the worst. One of the men used a red hot...

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