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Once and for All

Submitted to Contest #75

For Ecko, the yuletide season was a nightmare playing out in reality. Bless Jesus for the season but the merriment and festivity in her household was always overboard. She had somehow managed to evade Christmas at home this year but on the thirtieth of December, the blaring of the telephone began her morning with her angry mother on the other end. If not, why would she be trudging up the doorstep of the Kume family house? With a sigh and a defeated look, she pushed the door open, stepping into the room. “Hello!” Ecko cried out. This was high...

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Percival's Resolution

Submitted to Contest #75

Percival punched the air as the clock chimed midnight. He looked at the charred remains beside his left foot and grinned. One hundred. Time for another tattoo. At the Dragon Club, they’d be green – greener - with envy. And this year he really must ask Delilah for a date. He’d secretly loved her for years. Surely, she wouldn’t turn him down now! Chuckling, he reached for his phone. ‘Hello, Tracy’s Tattoos? I need another human done,’ he said. ‘Right foreleg this time.’ Tracy whistled through her teeth. ‘New Year’s Day is always busy.’ She g...

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The Barbershop Closet

Submitted to Contest #75

Start your story with one character making a vow they never would have made the year before.Never in my life did I expect to be behind the wheel of a spaceship, 70 lightyears from Earth, vowing to never again step foot into a barbershop closet. And it all began with a bad hair day.Picture a warm summer’s day, ice cream dripping off the freckled chins of girls, boys screams chasing one another through grass, a feeling of joy in the air. That afternoon, I decided my hair was too long.It stuck out in jagged peaks, tangled too easily, was a nigh...

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TAKING THE PLUNGE TO PORTUGAL

Submitted to Contest #75

On 1 January 2019, my husband, son and I made a New Year’s resolution. We were excited for the start of the New Year, yet terrified at what we had just decided.  We were going to re-locate from Johannesburg, SA to Portugal.  The reason simply being that we wanted a lifestyle change, a safer and more rewarding lifestyle. The plan decided upon was to buy a quinta in Portugal, restore a ruin, plant fruit trees and vegetables and acquire a few chickens, sheep and perhaps a cow. The aim to be self-sufficient with off-gr...

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Redaction

Submitted to Contest #75

Carter Carson nursed his whiskey. Droplets of condensation traced crooked paths to the mat below where they soaked into a ring that circumscribed the bottom of the glass. After each sip he was careful to place the glass back in the exact position it had been.A tap on his shoulder brought his attention back to his surroundings. “Hey Carter, what’s up?” She stood behind him, holding a bottle of beer. “You look like you could use some company.”“Maya, surprised to see you out on a weeknight,” he said. “Sit down. Even if I said no, you’d sit next...

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He left me

Submitted to Contest #75

When my father came home from work late at night, I could tell he was drunk straight away, again. I watched as he was knocked off balance and tripped to our front porch. I have had enough of this. Enough of him forgetting the bills, enough of him forgetting my life, enough of forgetting about her. He wasn't always like this, my father. But it all changed when my mother died. He couldn't hold his life together, and he started letting life past him. I needed to get away from my father. He was ruining my life. But I didn't know how to leav...

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Good News

Submitted to Contest #75

Most people don’t know exactly when they will die. They go on living their lives as if it’s gonna last forever, never thinking about the end. My life is ending today, at 12:00 pm, to be exact. Six months ago, Doctor Faux told me I have six months to live. I pulled my smartphone and swiped the months on the calendar app six times. It was 12:26 pm on June 8 when I sat at the doctor’s office and received the bad news, so I added the event “Life is over” at 12:26 on December 8. It didn’t conflict with any other appointment. The doctor who was ...

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A Rip in Time

Submitted to Contest #74

I kept tapping my watch to try and get the second hand to start ticking again. I didn’t know when it stopped, I woke up to it stuck. That made me nervous, I would be stuck in this dimension until I got it ticking again. The watch allowed me to jump around from different dimensions, I could escape what others couldn’t run from: Reality. Nervously I clicked the side button, they would find me soon. “They” were creatures that slithered in and out the various planes of existence. Shape shifters that cause a ripple in the fabric of realities...

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Where Is It?

Submitted to Contest #74

Today is New years eve. I am glad that it is soon to be 1979. One thing that I haven’t done though. My resolution for this year! I forgot about it! I have to figure out what it is! Right now! I only have 7 hours till it’s 1979! I better hurry!HOUR 6I think that I would have put my resolution in my journal from last year. I keep my old journal on my bookshelf near my living room. Maybe. That was where it was 2 months ago. But then again I did rearrange my house. I’ll check over ...

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Atam Corqain is the seventeenth "God of Mursi"

Submitted to Contest #74

>76-30-19,023 >Aquila Constellation >Star: (Altair) # RA 19h 50m 47s | Dec +8° 52’ >Third sphere: “Proxima” Progenies of Mursi/Proxima New World Settlers Dept. of Relevant Accord   ♮♮♮ Documentation: Gen. Atam Corqain faces ascension trials to become the seventeenth member of the Mursian elite defenders: “The Gods of Mursi” This is an official recorded observation of Atam Corqain’s performance in module #2 of the ascension trials: Twelve undertakings in ten cycles   As observed by: Lt. Marclyn Cooc...

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Alone, I'm

Submitted to Contest #74

I’m upstairs in my attic, writing in a new journal I had received for my fourteenth birthday.I’m away from Casey’s crazy tenth birthday party—        Crash! My dad’s firm tone reminded Casey she can’t jump off her bunk bed, no matter how many girls have done it before here, nor how many times she begs, pleads, whines and even bribes him.“The answer is no.”A door closed. A pound caused a yell and then a fake apology. My decade-and-a-half year old brother, Decade, and his two so-called tough guy fri...

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Soul Reaper

Submitted to Contest #75

He sat there, waiting. Waiting for the sound he hated the most to ring through the semi-empty white room.Beeee-There it was. The sound he hated the most. The sound that indicated someone had died. He stood up, he hated this part and waited for the soul to materialize before him.The young soul, blue in color, slowly began to form before his eyes. Beginning as a small orb and then slowly transforming into the small form of a human boy.He waited for the young soul to open his eyes, not pleased at how young he died. But nonetheless, it was his j...

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Survival

Submitted to Contest #74

Day 1I woke up with a start. My heart was pounding. I looked around at my surroundings. Just sand. I then looked at myself. Thoughts spread into my mind. Where am I? What is this place? Who am I? Why don't I remember anything?I got up and started walking around the area I was in. Broken buildings were everywhere, along with cars and street lamps, all covered by sand. I slowly walked near one of the buildings. I found a sign on the building and read it.NYSESuddenly, random memories started forming in my head. I remember being in school. My so...

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The Epiphany

Submitted to Contest #74

I'm careening out the back door, now, towards the playhouse, the one which stands upon four oaken stilts. Mother, her vorpal wooden spoon in hand, is hot on my trail. She has a dark vengeance in her eyes, the likes of which I have not seen since my tongue was caught pointing in father's direction. But this nothing like that, for today my actions were motivated not by spite or petty self-indulgence, but by honor and justice. Can't you see, mother, that Susie had to be shoved? Didn't you hear how she mocked me? All I said was that I wanted to ...

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The Yard

Submitted to Contest #74

THE YARD This story is about a perseverance life does not depend on what you do it is forever changing and nothing can be done to change that life is simple and we should take it as it comes but not directly but smartly. Please enjoy as you read and learn a lesson as you read I’m SO glad I’m the one dishing this story to you MY NAME IS STEPHANIE ODULATE AND IM YOUR AUTHOR MR HEDGEWOT Mr Hedgewot was a business man who took value In his business and made sure that he was not exploiting anyone. But his manager Mr Hart was. Mr Hat was a rat...

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