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Lost and found

Submitted to Contest #119

LOST AND FOUND  Jim Cowles - October 2021 2,500 words      Listen! What was that! It sounded like someone trying to get in my window, but I don't see a soul outside. It sure makes me wonder if someone came in that way to steal it, then got scared I'd catch them. I tell you what, now that I've found it, I've got to know who did it. I mean,.maybe it was there all the time, I guess, huh (?), but if it was, how could I miss it? I must have walked passed it a thousand times, so if it was there, I just missed it? Ha! ...

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Flying in Fall

Submitted to Contest #118

The rain had stopped and there was a slight mist. I shivered and pulled my jacket tighter around me. My breath steamed in the cold late fall air. I hurried up wanting to get home quicker. Suddenly I was flying through the air, my blonde hair tickling my face. I landed in a pile of leaves. I opened my eyes and there was a purple glowing leaf. I sat up and picked it up and suddenly a bunch of wind burst out of the ground and it was purple. Then it stopped. I walked shakily to the lake. I looked at my reflection. “ Oh god.” I muttered. My norma...

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Selvana

Submitted to Contest #118

Mother says my brother is sick. The stones, cut slate, are set firm into the earth; they do not budge as I race towards the town of Bayle. To either side of me runs the wall. It is crumbling, but still high. My footfalls are mostly silent, but they are enough to startle a raven into flight. The leaves, though turned for autumn, have yet to fall from the trees. Filtered through them the morning’s light is honey-colored, dripping into puddles on the forest floor. The crisp air sears my windpipe and squeezes m...

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ALOHA TREASURE

Submitted to Contest #118

Leaning against the car, I was still quite taken with surprise on finding such a treasure. The golden bracelet I held reflected the sunlight, glimmering with a rainbow of colors, as I kept turning it. There was a name interestingly imbedded across one area around the bracelet with what seemed to be jet black enamel. The lettering was an Old English style design quite common centuries ago. This mystery piece of jewelry was something I had never seen before because of its intricacy but I could tell it was an heirloom due to the aged patina qua...

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Shifting Gears

Submitted to Contest #118

“Today’s the day I change,” said Alex. His friends told him he had the perfect job. Being a valet at a beach front restaurant was so cool. The tips were better than in town. Seeing the Glitterati come and go provided entertainment. Less appreciated is the fresh air and daily exercise. Any valet gets those, but somehow, it all felt better in Malibu. No bus exhaust and sidewalk deposits by the homeless. You know. But Alex wanted more. No one grew up wanting to be a valet when they got big. Should he strive to own a valet franchise on some re...

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The Reincarnation of an Endangered Species

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The Reincarnation of an Endangered Species A series of strident ‘Shut-Ups’ echoed through the valley, and the gaggle of conversation amidst the attending delegates slumped into a murmuring buzz, before petering out into silence. It was the final day and the final hour before the summer break in the Parliament of Fouls. Yes, it was time for the Queen’s centennial Speech of the Year 1621. This was a special occasion that commemorated the anniversary of the first ‘landing’ of the indigenous Mauritian Pigeon Foul; an event that has been cel...

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Changing Morr

Submitted to Contest #118

“Today’s the day I change. No, really, this time I mean it.” It was the best lie I’d ever told myself while being ushered out of our gate with 7,000 other males. We bundled up our 1 pair of clothes on our shoulders along with our pride. Our shoes were stripped away as well as our Manma’s fingers, gripping our brown collards… Would it be considered real change if we knew it was coming from day 1? In Boarding we were told the definition was “the act or instance of making or becoming different.” I guess that’s what I wanted… I wanted somethin...

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The Lizard King

Submitted to Contest #118

Sunlight filters down through the tall trees, down through the cover of the forest, where a lone beam strikes the rock where I rest. I bask in its warmth. It rained for an entire week and today the sun peers from behind the gray clouds. Today the forest shines brilliant, gleaming. It teems with life. Birds chirp and sing. The rain drips from the foliage above. Everyone but me, I suspect, missed the sun. Who likes rain for a week? Monotonous. Dull. Gray. Droning. I enjoy the rain. In the savannah, a weeklong rain would produce floods, swell...

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Ela

Submitted to Contest #118

Ela woke to a very cold autumn Morning. Not wanting to leave the warmth and comfort of her bed, however, thinking she shouldn't let the day go to waste she forced her self to get up and sluggishly walked into the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee. Ela turned the cold water knob of the faucet and began filling the coffee pot full of water. Looking out the window she took a deep breath, then exhaled, "Must be the first frost of the season," she muttered while noticing a shimmer of white glistening over what used to be a lush green field o...

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The Unexpected Fugitive

Submitted to Contest #118

The setting sun shining through the shop window causes William to squint. He is standing in line, shifting uncomfortably from one foot and then the other foot. William did not usually patronize coffee shops, but he was desperate.  He desperately needed a wifi connection.  The shop was surprisingly crowded. William sniffed and dabbed his nose with a napkin. His small gesture turned heads and brought all the conversations around him to a stop for a split second, but the ebb and flow immediately returned. The card scann...

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Chrysalis

Submitted to Contest #118

ChrysalisRobert Thorn"There are darknesses in life, and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights."― Bram Stoker, DraculaTotal blackness are my eyes open, Aria thought, although she could not recall her name. She blinked her eyes. Yes, they are open. She held her hand three inches in front of her eyes, nothing, just blackness. Am I blind? Where am I? Who am I? She felt panic rising within her chest. She was lying naked on her back. She sat up and felt around. Sh...

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Tim's change

Submitted to Contest #118

“Today’s the day I change. I am going to make things happen and not just react to things.” Tim repeated the words to himself as he entered the clearing and took a moment to catch his breath.“This is a crazy situation” The thought began to splinter through Tim’s mind as he prepared to sprint through the forest. He was doing his best to keep pace with the Captain.They were deep in the forests of the country of Emfuenko on the run from a secluded group of tribal villagers who Captain Sassou managed to offend, as he has become accustomed to doin...

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Riviera

Submitted to Contest #118

I was fifteen when I felt the French Riviera kiss my unpolished toes for the very first time. The sea foam touched me first; I was startled by the cold of the ocean. We were on day three of the trip- 30 students, four teachers, and six parents all on the adventure of our lifetime. It was a spring morning in March and I had walked down to the beach with a friend after our quick breakfast of chocolate croissants and fruit. The white sea foam was frosting on the dark brown sand and it pulled me deeper into the ocean. I inhaled the sea air, gaze...

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Outcasts of Granny Flats

Submitted to Contest #118

                                  The Outcasts of Granny Flats                                                    ...

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All Hallow's Eve

Submitted to Contest #117

October thirty-first, Halloween. The one night of the year when the ethereal and material realms come so close their boundaries collide. The one night people should stay indoors, surrounded by a circle of salt and warding symbols, praying that the wickedness did not find its way into the safety of their homes. Yet for the five, it was the one night in the year they got a break from being themselves. Five kids stood on the edge of a sidewalk late at night, staring down an empty street. Lights shone from most houses, laughter, and music comi...

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