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Holly's Horrible Homework

Submitted to Contest #25

Kaploomp!I sink into my desk chair.Sigh.The first day of school for 2020 and we already have homework. What is this nonsense? Honestly, somebody should have warned me that grade 6 is so difficult. I mean, really?! Twenty new year's resolutions in one night?This wouldn’t be so hard if I weren’t so perfect. 1- be more humble, my pen writes.“Holly?” my mother calls from downstairs.I hollar back that I’m doing homework. “Holly?!” she says again, louder.I guess the homework excuse won’t work this time. I yell that I’m coming in just a m...

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Word Salad

Submitted to Contest #25

The words were broken.No fix seemed possible. No telling who to tell. Who would care?Reggie couldn’t ask. What would he say? That knives have a point? That cold steel is theft? The words didn’t work, like a broken clock on its face, hands down. He was numb to the numbers.The words were broken. Nothing but shards.Out of reach, his feelings were... Untouchable. They made no sense at all. Could they be dead? They had no smell.He felt condemned. Left hanging. When would this sentence end? Full stop.Reggie awoke in darkness in New Year. Where did...

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Failure to Thrive

Shortlisted for Contest #25 ⭐️

Winnie's list of New Year's Resolutions was a series of strikes, ranging from tight and controlled to desperate scribbling.Get more exercise. A thick, decisive line in black ink.There were too many people in the gym. The whole point of getting up so early in the morning was to avoid people at the gym. Instead, Winnie had apparently discovered the golden hour for the gym rats. It wasn't packed. She knew she could just as easily slide in next to these people, but there were more eyes than she'd been prepared to deal with.She gripped her gym ba...

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On the Nature of Revolutions

Submitted to Contest #25

Gray clouds obscured the new day. Below a sweeping vista of postcard mountains, the last of the smoke cleared above the new commonwealth of Ans, fading into the nascent breeze. There was a feeling of anticipation.Lord Elisworth, second to his title and first to the House of Assembly, stroked what little was left of his sandy beard. Some of it had burned off. About half had been sheared away by an overly zealous swordsman. But what remained was enough to calm his racing heart, if only for a few minutes."I'm not sure I understand," he said. He...

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Must. Make. New Year's resolutions.

Submitted to Contest #25

December 31st, New Year’s Eve.Work was one big paradox. While many people were off today, those that were not needed stuff done ASAP. Since my mom always told me to take care of everything before the clock struck midnight on the last day of December, I made sure that my desk was cleared by the end of the day.The streets were quiet but busy at the same time. While some people were at home getting ready for the upcoming party, others were out running around, trying to accomplish last-minute tasks.As I walked home from work, I wondered what I w...

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Here's to Me

Submitted to Contest #25

Here Is to Me Suzanne MarshO'Neera Simons tapped her pen against her knuckles as she stared blankly at the first page of her 2020 diary. She began with the date, January 1, 2020. Once again she stared at the paper confronting her. The days seemed to stretch into years, with the exact repetitious New Years resolutions. O'Neera, rose from her chair, thinking she needed to take a good look at herself and her resolutions. Before she strode into her bedroom, she picked up her diary from last year turning it to January 1. She quickly scanned it:1)...

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Tis the Season

Shortlisted for Contest #25 ⭐️

On January first, at eleven fifty-three in the morning, Becky sat down to write her New Year’s resolutions. She’d vowed to have them sorted out before the year began, figuring the best strategy was to hit the ground running. Of course, she’d also vowed not to wake up with a hangover on New Year’s Day, so the year was already off to a bad start. She decided right then and there that she was not going to move from that chair until she came up with at least three – no, five – resolutions. Tossing back a couple of aspirin with a coffee chaser, s...

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Political Posturing

Submitted to Contest #25

Peter Pig stood outside the wooden door of his sty. His brand new letterbox for his sty door glinted in the pallid January sunlight.''Chilly,' he grunted to himself,' even for a January morn. What a lucky fellow, I am, Master of Weevil Wood. Soon I shall be officially elected as Mayor.'He scrolled down furiously with his right hoof on his new tablet. Sometimes his rather large, right hoof got in the way and obscured his vision.'New Year,' he said,' New Resolution, not goin' to loll about in the muck anymore. No siree,' and he ...

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Crickets, An Ugly Rug and Impulsivity

Submitted to Contest #25

Frank’s New Year’s Resolutions parties were the worst.  Every year he invited us over to his house on the first Saturday in January for brunch and resolution planning, and every year Cassie, Judy and I had no choice but to schlep over to his apartment to “start the year off right.”  Frank had been my best friend since childhood, so I knew how much of a thrill he derived from a goal accomplished, but seriously, he did enough resolution planning with his life-coaching clients.  I don’t know why he had to do it wit...

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New Year’s Resolution

Shortlisted for Contest #25 ⭐️

It’s January 3rd. I sat down, since I was told to, and started rethinking my New Year’s Resolutions. I went through them one by one and considered whether or not I’d really keep them: I need to convince Mommy and Daddy to take me to the doctor, even though I’m afraid. They’re giving me 2 treats in the morning and since they’ve started doing that, the pain in my legs has gotten better, but it still hurts. I think maybe they should give me three treats and it isn’t just because I enjoy the treats, it’s because the second tr...

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The Resolutions of Rebecca Rand

Submitted to Contest #25

I, Rebecca Rand, being of sound mind and of my own free will do not – well, make a will. I’ve already done that, though I hope to be hanging around making a pest of myself for several decades yet and I really ought to change that bequest to the Donkey Sanctuary, seeing as it closed two years ago. I’ll get around to it.     But this is about resolutions. Okay, a bit late, but there’s still a lot of year left. And this morning, Amelia asked me, “Have you made any New Year Revolutions, Auntie Becks?”...

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Foresight

Submitted to Contest #25

Frigid winter air ripped through a valley where a small village abutted a long-frozen river, buried amidst a sea of would-be verdant conifers had they not been snowed over. The air carried with it thin, wispy trails of smoke sucked out of the chimneys of the huts and houses. The smoke tangling and swirling, becoming evanescent and then inextant, faded into the harsh gray clouds that hung ominously close to the tops of the hills forming the valley. It was the night of New Year Celebrations in a small town in Russia, 1942. In one of the huts t...

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Breaking Vice

Submitted to Contest #25

1. Be a better person There. He wrote it. Cemented it in ink.He leans back on his chair and stares outside the window of his office. The world outside is blanketed on white; he still can see the snow falling steadily from the sky, though earlier it had been much worse. 2.The number he has just written stares back at him, waiting for what his second New Year’s Resolution would be. If you asked him, he’d say this sort of stuff was stupid, but nonetheless, he was tempted to try. Last year he had lasted about two weeks before comp...

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New Year Enlightenment

Submitted to Contest #25

New Year EnlightenmentFeet seemed heavy and mind heavier as M was coming out of the Ashram of Swamiji (Priest/ Guru). It became almost impossible for M to push himself any further and he slumped over a bench few meters from the exit gate. It was a foggy evening in this part of North India– New Year eve. There was enough light to not call it a night yet. But, it was dark and foggy enough to conceal his inner conflict to the world. He felt a little comforted that his wife did not come with him though she strongly desired so. It would have been...

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Overachiever

Submitted to Contest #25

I wanted to be a writer long before I could read or write. As a child, I wrote down whole stories using glyphs that no one but me could decipher. I was one of those rare kids who longed for the first day of school, because that was the day every secret about reading and writing was going to be revealed to me.I grew up in the seventies in the small city of Ypres in Flanders —which is the Dutch-speaking part of Belgium. My youth was quite uneventful. I went to high school in the eighties. I liked languages and sciences alike; my favorite cours...

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