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Beyond Thankful

Submitted to Contest #261

It was the weekend before Valentine’s Day in 2002.  The country was still in mourning over the events of 9/11.  The new security protocols at the airport were frightening but necessary.  One week before taking a flight to spend the weekend with my husband, I had a vivid dream.  I don’t read too much into dreams, but because of the state of the country and my personal situation of my husband being deployed stateside, I was on high alert.  In the dream, I was at the airport and missed the flight I should have taken.&nb...

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when they are dying

Submitted to Contest #261

“John, are you there?” I wrote. There was a long silence as I laid on my bed that night, it was little after 9pm. I had just put my only son, king to sleep. The son I held tightly to my chest as he went through episodes during the night. King was only A year old when his daycare suspected he had autism in 2018. see, where I came from, I don’t recall this happening. I am a west African. I was Born and raised in Monrovia, Liberia until the civil war of 1989, I migrated here with my aunt and uncle. In our country We don’t label mental...

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Sincere Gratitude

Submitted to Contest #261

The following story includes testimonies of real life experiences dealing with but not limited to; drug addiction, alcoholism , and forgiveness . Contrary to the unfortunate circumstances, gratitude lacks no bearing whatsoever!Sincere Gratitude I should have done this sooner, I must admit. Sometimes I get so caught up in my ways I often forget. I become overwhelmed by all the things I feel like I have to do. I ask God for all these things but I never express my sincere gratitude. No wonder all my worldly hunger was of such high mag...

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Feelings of Self Abandonment Throughout

Submitted to Contest #260

Dawn scooted into her place at the table in the prayer room, careful not to smoosh her two year-old’s legs. She liked attending prayer circle, but having two young children made it a challenge. The three women surrounding her at the small, round table were all older, their thinning hair trimmed to their ears. Sweet though they were, they didn’t abide disorder, reserving their disapproval with tight smiles.  “As you know,” Shirley said, “We’ve been asked to host the Proverbs 31 Woman Benefit Dinner this year. I’d like it to be particular...

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The God Killer

Submitted to Contest #260

The measure of a man is made in crisis, and no man knows his measure until that time when he must act, or someone dies.I knew. And my partner laid dead at my feet. I had frozen. My finger on my service revolver, the safety off, waiting for me to act to save my partner, the gun trained on the perp, but I failed to fire. How many times had I made easier shots at the range? But this time, it was for real. And had I but squeezed the trigger, my partner’s brains would not be splattered on the wall. My ears rang from the blast of gunfire. I pulled...

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Devil's Game

Submitted to Contest #260

“Hey.” David awoke with a start. He furiously looked around the room as he shot up from the place he was laying down in. And what he saw when looking around could be described as nothing short of the dream of any man above the age of forty. It was a room made of the smoothest wood you could imagine, coated and sanded to the point it felt like it was already paper. The walls were lined with glass shelves housing aged wines and the finest whiskeys from all over the world, and there were plenty of cabinets on the bottom of the shelves with the ...

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And Never To Return

Submitted to Contest #260

Sensitive content: Religio-horror.The plated sterling silver cross glinted in the jaundiced full-moon light that crept through the Venetian blinds. A tornado whirl of Thomas Merton books and a paisley comforter and black-leather slip-ons and a colorful tapestry from Lascaux, along with dozens of other items, commenced with a throaty roar in Monsignor Padraig O’Shea’s grand two-bedroom, one-bath rectory apartment, grand for a priest of notoriety.           He was alone, and yet he was not...

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A Gift of Air

Submitted to Contest #260

Miracle. Noun. An event regarded as impossible, attributed to luck or an act of God. A wonder.I was never a gambler. If anything, I was full of doubt, which had led me to miss out on many an opportunity. The women I had a crush upon ended up in the arms of men I considered better than me, the prizes I coveted ended up on the shelves of those I considered smarter than me. I even passed up a few jobs that could have opened doors to higher positions of higher pay, all because I never saw myself as ready to take on such responsibilities.There we...

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The Sound of Light

Submitted to Contest #260

The Sound of Light Part 1 – DO you remember the movie Contact? I owe a lot to Carl for writing that story. It’s all because of the leading star (pun intended), Ellie, that I became a radio astronomer. The movie came out around the time I was a teenager, and I had better things to do than watch a sci-fi drama. It looked like it was going to be a slow and boring love story with a little outer space sprinkled in. But my girlfriend at the time was obsessed with Matthew McConaughey, so she dragged me to the theater to see it on the big ...

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A Clash

Submitted to Contest #259

A Clash In ages before us, we see that when there was a clash of ideas, fighting ensued. Of course, in our age, that is not something that is absent. However, that is not to say that something else has been added: Awkwardness. Said awkwardness was the result of miscommunication and keeping things to themselves, but no more. Someone, who was elderly spoke up, and his words provide a sort of relief, if not icebreaking of the atmosphere to provide a type of progress: “Is nobody going to say it?” The party involved looked up to the elder, who lo...

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Mums the Word

Submitted to Contest #259

Prompt: Dystopian- Set your story in a world where conversation about one particular topic is banned-but there are ways to get around the rule. Mums the WordImagine a state or society where there is a totalitarian government with suffering and injustice. Yet that society is situated in picturesque rolling hills, verdant forests, and agrarian farmlands. Parades frequently occur showcasing the nation’s greatness with thousands of spectators showing their devotion. Are these words merely descriptive, theoretical, or deceptiv...

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Twin Adventures: The Secret, A Curse, A Monster

Submitted to Contest #259

The Richardson, the wealthiest family in Linstead, Jamaica, had decided to host a barbecue. Twins, Sean and Sadie were arguing over which juice to take from a cooler when a car swerved into the driveway.A woman came out of the old station wagon, with rollers in her hair and yard slippers on her feet. "Trevor! Trevor!"“Let’s go to the back,” Sean said. The back was where the other kids were, playing water sports.Sadie wanted to get in on the action. She pushed through the throng of people that had now encircled the woman. “Trevor, what d...

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Underneath

Submitted to Contest #259

((Sensitive content: abortion, church trauma, PTSD, intrusive suicidal thoughts))I gingerly transferred another hot-pink-frosted cupcake from the box I was holding onto the tiered glass stand in front of me, holding my breath as my shaking hands threatened to smush the fragile frosting against the neighboring cupcakes.“And when you’re done with the desserts, you can do the confetti—it’s in my blue bag underneath the gift table.” Mom’s black heels clicked out a staccato rhythm on the polished hardwood as she bustled about the large church mee...

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Ida Rose

Submitted to Contest #259

Kentucky winters are fickle.  A snowstorm can be followed by a sixty-degree day filled with sunshine.  On January 24, 1979 a snowstorm was heading toward the Ohio Valley.  It was a Wednesday and chatter filled the school bus as Ida Rose and her friends anticipated the foot of snow that was predicted.  Homework took a back seat as they planned their winter escapades fully planning that school would be cancelled the rest of the week. The snowflakes began falling as the bus exited the interstate and merge...

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Faith Amidst the Storm

Submitted to Contest #259

Life had a knack for turning on a dime in the quaint, sleepy coastal town of Willow Creek. Sarah, a girl of deep faith and unwavering devotion to her Lord and Savior, found her world turned upside down the day she met Alex. A tall, brooding man with fiery, rebellious eyes, Alex was the antithesis of everything Sarah believed in. Yet, as fate would have it, the moment she first set eyes on him, her heart found something in his stormy gaze it simply couldn't resist. Sarah's faith had wavered before, but this time, it felt different. Her once-s...

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