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A picture

Submitted to Contest #103

once upon a time there was a girl called Hope who always had a wish a bout a place that she wanted to go to. One day when he was going to visit her friend called Mike, on her way she saw a picture on the ground and behind the picture there were words which were written on it and these were Miami beach. Hope had no idea about what Miami beach was and she decided to go and ask her high school friend called Ornella to tell her more about Miami beach if she knew that place. Ornella had little information about that place called Miami beach but a...

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Little Van Girl

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Long dirty blond hair swirls behind her – the silhouette of her strong shoulders, tiny waist, and curvaceous hips leave an imprint in my plyable mind. I can't look away: I want to know her.There is an orange van with a paisley garden painted along the doors. A long drawn-out car horn through the strings of a violin charm my ears. Finally, a bead of cold sweat drips from my brow to my cheek. It feels like a sweet kiss from her, but now I’m awake and she is gone. The morning knows my routine: I hop ...

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Paranormal? Laughter... I talk to the dead all the time.. And no one notices.

Submitted to Contest #103

Let me be honest. I am disabled. I am missing an eye, a foot, and my mind.My mind, I debate with myself if I am missing or not. But I am assured by the Shrink I was taken to that I am dead. And? He wanted for me to pay him money for my visits.So? I took him some place. How? Shh. I am what I am.Afterwards, instead of visits costing me money. He prescribed pills, and that was that. I did not have to go to his office.What did I show him? I showed him the truth about reality.Scary? Sure, I suppose if you were him. Makes you realize you are in a ...

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Final Words

Submitted to Contest #103

In many ways, the mission to explore the Tomb of Tjay was a standard ordeal. Robert Stanson had been an archaeologist for many decades by the time he was called in to analyze the colorful images that adorned the walls of the main chamber, and he was well familiar with the scents of dank musk and moss that lingered about the dim, torch-lit rooms where he worked. The find was incredible, of course - the remains of the ancient scribe had the potential to reveal boundless information about the lives of the ancient Egyptians and their God-like Ph...

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The Blue Bird

Submitted to Contest #103

The old man handed me a photograph. He said, “this is the only picture of that bluebird…” “At least I have a photo to look at,” I whispered to myself. But, still, the photo is very old, and I can’t even see a glimpse of the bird. “It’s hard to find isn’t it,” The old man said. “Yeah, it is, can you point where is the bird in this picture?” I asked. The old man took the photo from my hand, grabbed his thick glasses, and started to scan the photo, and suddenly he exclaimed. “Here it is! Here it is!” The old man was excited. I don’t know if the...

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Is it just me or..

Submitted to Contest #103

The scene unraveling was oddly familiar, similar to the dream I had last night. This wasn't supposed to bother me because I was a mental case already, majority of the things I dreamt about came true, but this was bothering me because the end of my dream last night wasn't good and I was just about to sleep. The flickering of the lights didn't end and I was certain a blackout was coming soon, just as it was in the dream. I grabbed my phone from the bedstand and hid under my duvet, I was in the same place I was in the dream- in my room under ...

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Oh, prince...

Submitted to Contest #103

Nobody told him anything, not even after his old guard disappeared. That is how it has always been. Something goes wrong and he is either, always the last one to hear about it or the one to never hear about it at all. It made him quite furious, he didn't know why this was. His parents expect him to run a kingdom one day, yet they can't trust him with things that he needs to hear? There was a slow and consent stream of tapping noses that came from the contact of wooded boot heels scuffing against a marbled floor. Tubbo was marching back an...

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When therapy doesn't help you go to see a witch - Obviously.

Submitted to Contest #103

Dreams are a strange thing. A cluster of images that shows up in your brain when you sleep, a story that your mind creates based on what you see and hear or at least that is what we think. Dreams were studied from the dawn of time by scientists, philosophers, and mystics but none of them was ever able to explain with certainty why we dream and why does our mind show us those images. What do they mean – if they even mean anything. Why sometimes we can’t distinguish dreams from reality and how do we know that we had a dream when we wake up but...

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I am a dreamer.

Submitted to Contest #103

I have always been a dreamer. I dream days and nights, regardless when and what about the dreams. I feel like wandering my mind in the air, among the galaxy, among the twinkling stars and among the aroma of yours. I like swimming in the ocean of your creation, drowning myself in the miraculous world you had created for the blessings of the human race, surfing in the wondrous miracles with the hands of our Father Almighty. You are an Angel of mine. I used to have a dream, dreaming of you running in garden with me, it is our Edenic garden whe...

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The Case, Demonic Death

Submitted to Contest #103

     Ulyssa had heard of murder cases in the city before. There was the Jeremy Case four years ago, where a mysterious murderer dubbed Jeremy was going around drowning people during the night, as well as the Kelvin Incidents two years ago, where a man was killing people with a poker stick. It was expected, as the area of the city where Ulyssa lived did, unfortunately, have the highest crime rate.      But no one had ever seen anything as peculiar as the Ring Case, as the detectives called i...

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Tumia

Submitted to Contest #103

“What will you do with my attention if I give it to you? What words are you going to speak?” Charlotte thought to herself. He was a big man. African Height. Big body and muscles. It seemed like the universe just brought big men into her life. She had grown up in a world of men. She knew little about women. She looked at him intently and stared into his eyes. He never looked at her while speaking. But when she spoke, he would look at her and smile. He had a very beautiful smile. Somehow it sounded like everything he said seemed rehearsed. Lik...

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Missing Piece

Submitted to Contest #103

I shoved the box off my lap, groaning out loud about the line of boxes still waiting. It seems like so much fun to pack things up to move into a new, bigger room in the house. But trust me, it's a grueling process. "You don't need to switch rooms if this is to much for you," my sister smirked. I glared at her, looking up from my work for a second. I didn't want to start anything. I had enough to deal with. I was moving in the storage room. It was bigger then my room, so we were switching it around. So that means I was the one who had to go...

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THE COLD DAY

Submitted to Contest #103

THE COLD DAY,ITS WAS A COLD WINDY DAY JUST A FEW HUMAN ARE THERE. Josy,Kirt and Molly ,The three best friends who just spend their time for adventurous sports and activities.Molly love to spend her most of free time beside of a Christmas tree with a campfire and a big tent.They realized another 2 years the GROGREL ,Where the place that they stayed gonna snowy earthquake happened and the whole city gone! So that Molly and her friends had a dream to control the whole city from the snowy earthquake. They study that a monster earthquake will sha...

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Amanadiel

Submitted to Contest #103

"Dreams are our reflection of subconscious mind, isn't it?"asked Clara to Dorothy. "Yes" "So this is your reason for repetitive dreams" Clara declared with an air of supritendence. "You may be right but I don't feel it.Everything feels so surreal,so magical there.Its like another world." "Obviously it would be,it's a dream." Clara said with an annoyed look."Plus you are so imaginative." "Fine, you win."and she made her way out of the cafeteria. She was sure it was not just her imagination.Her mind was too fickle for repetitive things.Plu...

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Preston's Trial

Submitted to Contest #103

Preston Sergeant was twenty-five years old, a recent college graduate, an occasional smart aleck, and a young man who was not at all sure about prayer, even though he had been raised in a religious family and had attended religious schools, which taught him to believe in prayer. He thought of several times when he recalled that it did not work for him, and reflected on the joke about the basketball player on the free throw line who made the sign of the cross. “Does that help?” the player was asked after the game. “Yeah, if you can shoot free...

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