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The Spy's House sitter.

Submitted to Contest #291

It’s all coming together now: red wine (Merlot), a hand mask, a face sheet mask, popcorn, pizza, and finally, Pride and Prejudice. Elizabeth Bennet has pearls twisted into her hair, and all my pain and anxiety melt away at the sight of her. It’s silly, I know, but this comfort movie has a way of healing the wounds on my soul. I sink deeper into Sandra’s couch, letting a wave of gratitude wash over me. I’m getting paid to watch a movie at someone else’s house. Sure, I walked Pickle, fed him his kibble with the special sauce, and gave him a br...

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Anahí’s Dream: Park, Beach, and Ocean

Submitted to Contest #291

Chapter 1: Sleepy TimeAnahi’s tiny fingers tightly gripped her big fuzzy teddy bear as she lay curled up in her cozy small child’s bed. She was only two years old, but her father wanted her to be independent and have her own space for her toys, clothes, and most importantly...Anahí. She missed her mom and her dad. However, she mostly wanted to sleep with her mom. Her mother would change her wet and smelly diaper as well as hug her in the night. Anahí´s father slept like a rock and would not be disturbed by anything besides his wildly annoyin...

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Five Stories Deep

Submitted to Contest #291

Phillip Galleazzo, the Duke of Milan, was dreaming of a glass cage when he woke to the sound of pounding upon his bedroom door. “Your grace! Your grace!” It was Vincento, his guard captain, who suddenly burst in. “What is this about?” The Duke demanded of his most trusted subordinate. “Intruders, your grace!” Vincento gasped between hurried breaths. “Found in your storerooms. We think they’ve all fled… I chased one of them back over the wall myself.”“Intruders! In my storerooms! Did they make off with anything?”“We haven’t made a t...

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Peril in the Park: A Dad & Ollie Adventure

Submitted to Contest #291

Dad and Ollie walk hand-in-hand through the park. It’s late winter, young buds on the trees, and snow is finished for the year. It’s the first day in weeks with sun and a comfortable temperature. For most it’s a reprieve from a season of being shut in. Others, it’s routine. “Why do we always come to the park on the weekends?” asks Ollie.“Well I only get time with you on the weekends, and you like the park, the playground is great. The sun is out. You love meeting new friends.” Dad responds.“And it’s free.” Ollie answ...

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Precious

Submitted to Contest #291

I met Frodo Baggins for the first time in the emergency department waiting room. I was there to pick-up my wife Sarah at the end of her shift. He was there, I presumed, because of his arm in a sling. He was much taller than I imagined a Frodo would be. His pointed ears were the clip-on type and his gray cloak and leaf of Lorien brooch were nice movie replicas, if a little grungy. The dirt and hair on his bare feet however, were completely genuine. In one hand he held a ham sandwich, in the other a gold ring.  I sat next to him because ...

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And the Winner Is.....

Submitted to Contest #291

And the Winner Is.....  “And the winner is...” As Jacque nervously awaited the announcement, his mind wandered off to being selected as the 1921 Artisan of the Year for the city of Charleston. All of the hard work and long hours that I have dedicated to my craft, making the most beautiful furniture this side of South Carolina. My humble beginning from a small shop working side-by-side with my father would finally pay off. The pause was everlasting. Jacque thought to himself. When is he going to announce the name? Jacque mind drifted off...

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It's time

Submitted to Contest #291

Although I was covered in darkness, I could still make out swirling shapes of the making their way. Nothing certain but something glided under my head, soft…and humming. I wasn’t even using my own legs; it seemed more like a swim where I could float as the current moved me lazily along. I could have floated all night with no worry in the world, that’s how I liked it anyway. But something else had other plans, as a harsh light stabbed through, I curled covering my eyes as my darkness evaporated from me. I could feel my legs touching solid gro...

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Isis Ice Cream Island: The Rainbow Ripple Rescue

Submitted to Contest #291

The soft glow of the nightlight, usually a comforting sentinel, now felt like a hesitant whisper against the deepening shadows in the nursery. Baby Isis, her round cheeks flushed with slumber, lay nestled amidst a sea of blue blanket, her tiny breaths puffing out like miniature clouds. The lullaby, a tinkling melody from the carousel mobile, seemed to slow, each note stretching into an almost tangible thread of sound.Then, a ripple. Not a sound, but a subtle distortion of the air, like a heat haze shimmering on a summer day. The yellow light...

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The Adventures of Sklumper

Submitted to Contest #291

“Drat!” I called out as I ran straight into the wall for the fourth time that day. I was rushing about the castle up to the throne room after an urgent summons from King Fergus. The King was not a patient man and as his most beloved jester he called upon me fairly often. My quarters being the furthest point from the kings it was always a mad dash to reach the great hall before King Fergus decided he no longer wanted a belly laugh to fill him. I was most scorned when the king turned me away, for each laugh I received was worth coin. The more ...

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The Tip of The Iceberg

Submitted to Contest #291

 THERE HAD BEEN a buzzing about, a form of nonsense that you could feel on the tip of your tongue if you could pinpoint it. Careful, don’t think too hard. It’s happenstance; you found yourself in a discombobulated maze that was small but never ending. You could unfold it like a blueprint or a newspaper, the origami puzzle could span a life time. Catacombs to get lost in.    You’d try to get the attention of others around you. You take a closer look. You’d begin to realize they had no faces, no faces for you to f...

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On the Bridge of Time

Submitted to Contest #291

"Gordy, can you please come help us with this?" I hear from the back room. They are calling for me to help them with the huge pumpkin that sits on the table in the rec room, too big for these weaklings.I grumble, and grudgingly get up, and trudge over with my too big overalls trailing on the floor and scuffling every time I took a step."Boy, look who finally got up," the recreation therapist teased, and pointed to the huge pumpkin, gnarled and not far from beginning to rot."Ok, where do you want it?" I picked it up and it slipped out of my f...

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Dust and Faeries

Submitted to Contest #291

Hank sat in his antique chair in the dark library, it smelled of oldparchment, leather bound books, and musty years gone by. While he sat at the windowsill a sliver of light gleamed through dark maroon tapestry holding back the full onslaught of day, he watched a symphonic ballet of dust particles dancing, swirling, and churning, floating up and down and around to unheard music, a sudden gust of wind disrupted the tranquil overture that had him transfixed. “Hank, Hank! You must come see what I have found.” Sarah saidrushing in the room. Hank...

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Dragon Knight Awoken

Submitted to Contest #291

I woke up, feeling dazed, wondering what the hell happened to me. I perked up from hearing shrill yells of panicked people and security outside, and then noticed I was in the backroom of a store. Am I supposed to be here? I got up and noticed I got taller after hitting my head on a light. I looked at my hands and noticed that I had clawed hands with obsidian scales. While wondering about that, I heard a security guard yelling, "The creature is in here, sir!" That’s when I ran in the place further. Then while looking back a bit, I noticed a h...

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The Scuba Diver

Submitted to Contest #291

James clipped a carabiner to his waist and took a final breath of crisp morning air. Everything was set: his regulator double-checked, tank secure, depth gauge ready. After more than a decade of diving, prep was second nature. Like setting up for a procedure at the office: every tool in place, every step methodical. “Let’s get started,” he murmured, amused at the familiar rhythm. Only today, instead of a dental mirror and a suction hose, he had fins and an oxygen tank. The water lapped lazily at the dock. No boats yet, no chattering tourists...

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Rumble Strips

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I am reminded that there is a duality to life. An inherent dichotomy to our nature. Two sides to the same coin. Darkness and light. We are conflicted. A constant disagreement shuffling around in a state of confused bickering. Yet we’re sold a pup and made to believe that we are one. Coherent. Together. A single being. We are given a name for this singularity of ours. A cursory label. Those around us use that label and we all think that is who we are. I am Adam, named after the first of my kind. A good, strong name. Pure. Steadfast. I have ne...

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