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Write about a character who finds Valentine’s Day sickly sweet.

Posted in Valentine's Day on Oct 26, 2022

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The Card-iologist

Submitted to Contest #133

"Hiiiii. Welcome to Hallmark Greetings & Gifts. May I help you find something today?" "Well, uh, yes. I'm looking for a Valentine's Day card. For my niece." "Perfect. Our Valentine's day selection is over here.” “Are you sure?” “Am I what?” “Are you sure? I mean, these cards are assorted blues and yellows and greens.” “And?” “I was looking for Valentine’s Day cards. I was expecting a selection of cards in reds and pinks. Maybe some glitter.” “Sir, we are an inclusive card store. I can assure you that blues and yellows and greens can expr...

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Sickeningly Sweet

Submitted to Contest #133

I hovered over Nick until he opened his eyes. He smiled then laughed.  “Morning,” he said softly in his deep handsome voice. “What is it?” “Happy Valentine’s day!” I said, giving him a kiss.  He frowned. “I thought we talked about this, babe. We don’t celebrate V-day.” He moved me off of him and got out of bed, heading directly for the shower. I lingered for some time in the warm cloud of sheets, hoping he was joking, but I could hear him singing Sinatra in the shower. He really had nothing special planned.  While ...

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Last Valentine's Day Part One

Submitted to Contest #133

Kathy’s heart jumped for joy when she read the text from Jack. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. I have something special planned for us tonight. I’m sending an Uber to pick you up at the house by 6:00 P.M Don’t be late.” When it came to mysteries and surprises, Kathy has always been a sucker. So, when she glanced at her watch, she was disappointed at what it read. Eight hours! Eight hours I must wait to see what Jack has planned. Anticipation overwhelmed her, and she began tapping her fingers on her desk. Should I call him? Should I ask what...

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Abomination

Submitted to Contest #133

The pastor took a deep breath. Here in the office, waiting to give her sermon, Vida felt confident. She knew that that confidence would fade step by step as she walked towards the podium.  Today was February 14th. It was St Valentine's day. The original St Valentine was a priest and a doctor circa 270 ad. Under Emperor Claudius Gothicas II he became a martyr, suffering persecution along with all the other Christians the Romans could lay their hands on.  There were varying rumors of what he was known for. Some sources claim that S...

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Valentines Day, New York City, 1990

Submitted to Contest #133

Valentines Day, New York City, 1990 Quentin was desperate to make the rent. The superintendent had rapped on his door that morning with a message from the landlord: pay up or get out. It was a tiny studio in a crumbling 5 story walk-up on East 93rd St. near 1st Avenue. Quentin felt lucky to have it. After an unpromising job interview in the West Village, he saw a Help Wanted sign in the window of the Duane Reade drug store on Sixth Avenue. This Duane Reade grew like a split-level tumor out of the West 4th Street Subway Station. Inside t...

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The Anti-Valentine's Day Conversation Heart

Submitted to Contest #133

"I want to throw a mud pie at Valentine's Day!""Yes, that's me talking. I won't reveal my name. Just think of me as the "Little Red-Haired Girl" that Charlie Brown stares at from across the school yard. He drives me crazy with his wishy-washy personality. Why doesn't he just come over and say "Hi" to me? He is always looking down at the ground. He is gloomy and I absolutely refuse to send him a Valentine's Day card EVER! I won't give my name because I am adored by the ever dreamy-eyed, sickly-sweet Charlie Brown. I will have none of that bec...

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Toilet Paper & Candy Hearts

Submitted to Contest #133

Valentine’s Day. Mabel would have liked to meet the miserable oaf who came up with it. And who was in charge of those candy hearts, huh? Who thought to themselves, “Hey, you know what we should do? We should make candy that tastes like chalk…and sell it to people who are too love-sick to notice!”  The truck behind her honked. How long had the light been green? Mabel accelerated through the rain - the fat droplets pounding on her windshield getting louder by the second. The same truck was still riding her tail at five over the speed lim...

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... Makes Me Sick

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Milton had never been in love. He was honest that he had loved many women but none of them had ever won his heart. He swore that whenever he found that one woman, he would forsake all other women and love her for the rest of his life.Valentine's Day was easy for Milton. He rarely gave gifts to anyone for any holiday. This year was different. He wanted to give this woman something special for odd reasons that he could not discern.He would buy her a box of fine chocolates and a bottle of cheap champagne. The thought of buying her something che...

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Annual Valentine

Submitted to Contest #133

Another Valentine’s Day alone. Thank goodness for these Meet ‘n Greet events that the local community center puts together for us single folk. I really look forward to meeting new women that are single and lonely, just like myself. It’s weird—for me, it’s a comforting feeling knowing others are just as lonely as I am. The way this event works is what brings me back every year. We spend the first hour meeting people in a casual atmosphere, buying drinks at the bar and getting relaxed in preparation for the next event. The next hour or so...

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The Red Envelope

Submitted to Contest #133

"Isn't Tracy just the prettiest you ever seen?" my mother would ask me from time to time as Tracy and I have been friends since elementary school. I always replied to her with a yes just to have her not say anything else. Every morning when my mother took me to school, Tracy was always waiting for me there at the entrance stairs. Tracy didn't leave too far from school and always be there at least a half hour before school start. She was always punctual and never was trady.  Tracy and I have been friends since kindergarten and we had a...

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Deathly Sweet

Submitted to Contest #133

The peal of the bell tower signaled morning in the city of Direford, the capital of the thriving nation of Jestines, a morning that started the week of the annual Valentine’s Festival. Subjects and peasants everywhere were about to spend the period embracing romance; couples will court, marry, declare love, or initiate relationships as their situations saw fit. Cooks and bakers, providing the food of love, prepared their finest dishes and treats. Gifts, gestures, poems, and songs would be exchanged. Passions would be fueled. Flowers, hearts,...

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Cupid's Arrow

Submitted to Contest #133

content warning: graphic violence2/14/22 11:59 pm“The rules of the game are simple. Live through the night, and next year you’ll be playing Cupid.” 2/13/22 2 pmEliot nursed his whiskey in an attempt to numb the pain of his broken heart. The old woman next to him droned on about her third divorce. He tried not to look too closely at her snarled teeth. The quaint town he had chosen for him and his wife’s Valentine’s weekend no longer appealed to him. Not since he’d walked in on her, with her legs wrapped around his best friend’s hips. But...

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Bubble Rap

Submitted to Contest #133

Do red teddy bears love to rest their furry backs on red pillows?Apparently, on the shelves of Treasure Island, they do. Especially around the second week of February, when the pillows are heart-shaped.It’s 9.30 in the morning. I drink in the rich aroma of Masala Tea from the next shop as I raise the shutters of Mr.Shah’s gift shop. Mr. Shah trusts me enough to let me open the shop early on special days like this. After all, I am the only salesgirl among the whirlpool of workforce to have stayed like a stubborn stopper. The rest have dr...

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A Sickly Sweet Day.

Submitted to Contest #133

Annie cracked the front door of her suburban home and let the first gust of nippy air rush passed her hooded head, red looping curls peered out around the her hood. The pinnacles of the trees in the neighborhood whirled wildly with the strong winter winds carrying with them much colder weather. A light sprinkle of rain only added to the bone chilling affect. Water logged leaves lay bunched up against Annie's front porch still soaking in the gutters run-off. The smell reminded Annie of her grandparents dirt floor basement in Iowa. Mr. Gi...

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February 14th

Submitted to Contest #133

Here it comes again – Valentine’s Day. I honestly don’t know how I feel about it anymore. In elementary school, it was this exciting event where we’d write the names of everyone in our class onto pieces of heart-shaped candy and hand them out at the end of the day. In middle school, it was a trend to think February 14th was lame. And I had believed it was for a while…until Matt Hershey(yes, like the chocolate) asked me to be his girlfriend in the 7th grade. He gave me a teddy bear and a shiny red box of Russel Stover assorted chocolates. It ...

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