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Dusted Stranger

Submitted to Contest #96

I remember when the streets were full of kids happily chatting about their plans for the summer, or what they are going to wear for trick-or-treating. Now the streets are full of rocks and ruble. It wasn't long ago when the town had the biggest dust storm of its years. The storm cleared about 15 miles of town, after that this town was known for nothing. The only people known for walking the streets from here to there are the critters that come by often and take the leftover garden food. From what I've heard off of the radio is quite extrao...

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Sojourners

Submitted to Contest #96

“Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.”Hebrews 13:2It had been exactly one year, and if her mission had gone perfectly to plan, Lieutenant Barbara Brooks would be arriving with Captain Noah Wilder at Waypoint Tranquility on Luna. Instead, she was stranded on Mars with no companions, no comestibles, and no confidence for her salvation.The plan had been to traverse the distance between Earth’s moon and the Red Planet in five to six months and drop off the habitat modules along with ...

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A Stranger in Paradise

Submitted to Contest #96

           An attractive blonde woman in her early twenties limped along a gravel road. Her hair was disheveled, and her clothes appeared filthy from the swirling gusts of wind the followed her path like demonic phantoms circling in wait of her demise.            Up ahead, she noticed a blue sign riddled with holes from what seemed to be shotgun blasts. The faded white letters on the sign read, “Welcome to Paradise. Population 985” &...

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Oh I dare say!

Submitted to Contest #96

Oh I dare say! I saw this ol´fellow and just a glance at him made me sure about his looks. He for sure did look like a waste of time. Oh no! I don´t mean for pleasure. I mean a waste. Like he had been in remote places no living creature would want to visit. In ragged clothes. Like a face worn out of drinking too much. Sort of clumsy and – an idiotic sight all together! I hated him down to my gut and made myself very clear when adressing him. ”I don´t want to speak with you...I want nothing from you...” My Mrs Wilkinfrience was also sure abou...

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Where the Door Leads

Submitted to Contest #95

 As I lay in bed wondering where my life was going, I fell into a deep sleep. I dreamed a dream about two doors. One door was a drab gray color with no ornamentation and it was very old. The other was old-fashioned, but not old and was painted a deep dark green. Around the door was English ivy and the door knob was gold in color and had a light inside. There were no windows in either door, I guess to keep me from seeing inside. As I stood there for a time, trying to decide which door to go through, I though...

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The reflection in his eyes were mine

Submitted to Contest #95

"Wake up! You're going to miss the school bus again!" I fell off my bed with my brother holding my messy ponytail. I grabbed my hair and jerked it out of his hands. I turned to him and spoke through gritted teeth, "Thank you for waking me up." He rolled his eyes and went to my door, "It's no fun with you not yelling at me." He grumbled and stomped to the kitchen. He was so annoying. All he wants is a reaction. I slouched to my door and closed it. I messily put on some jeans and a hand-me down light blue t-shirt. I put my medium lengt...

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Impressions

Submitted to Contest #96

   Jesus said whatever you do for the least of my brothers, you did for me. Reading Mother Theresa and all her work with the sick, destitute, and poor, makes you understand that she took this scripture literally. What it must feel like to help so many people. Most of us have a hard enough time helping ourselves. But there are countless others that are poor and hungry in need of help. You here stories like the “Blindside” but somehow we just go on with our daily lives. I mean who would let a strang...

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Lorena

Submitted to Contest #96

She constantly stayed on my mind. I would often wonder what awful hand life dealt this middle-aged woman who had no home – or at least she lived as though she had no one at all to care for her. The nights I was scheduled to close the grocery store where I worked, there she sat – outside on a milk crate in front of the store. The parking lot and store lights dim at closing time. But where she sat nightly, there was a stream of low light shining on her favorite place to sit – her nightly routine. Like clockwork, she sat there as we drove away ...

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Life Decisions

Submitted to Contest #96

The eager young man fidgeted in his seat as he vacillated between wanting to hear about his new life and not wanting to give up his old one. The angel who had brought him to this place informed him that his journey from unborn soul to the son of two loving parents was about to begin.            A large screen seemed to appear out of nowhere. There was no projector and certainly no television, leaving the spirit to wonder exactly how he would view the life that was set before hi...

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Fate is fickle my friend.. fate is fickle..

Submitted to Contest #96

So I sat at Cafe Shi Tea shop in. Well, In what city is a matter of debate. I had been traveling for some time in a matter of finding a book. In walked in a strange spirit of a boy I used to know. I invited him to sit a spell with me. I knew him as Clint Siegle. A time agent from a distinct reality all together. But here toda. He introduced himself as Clinton. This is his tale to me for a shot and a glass of rum and coke which Cafe Shi is famous for. Inviting him over. He started his tale. After having him seated, and ordered a rum and coke....

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Flotsam and Jetsam

Submitted to Contest #95

THE SCENE IS SETFierce winds shrieked through the ship's riggings. Mountainous waves thundered against the sides of the vessel. Her timber creaked and groaned. The man on the deck wanted to shut out the terrible sounds. Far worse were the shouts of the mariners, captain and crew, as they struggled to keep the ship afloat. Jonah felt sure that those men were about to die – all because of him!Jonah made a very serious mistake. What did he do wrong? He impulsively went against God's instructions. He was a prophet, and they were supposed to do a...

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One Choice

Submitted to Contest #95

It takes a strong person to make the moves that their life actually depends on. I've made so many wrong turns and I payed for it and still working hard to stay out of the obsession of destruction. Living life as there was no wrong turns. It was not my intentions but I was clearly apart of my character defects. I was drowning in my pain that I created by the choices I made. I did not know where I was headed and sure didn't care. I never felt like I belonged here on this earth. I assumed people didn't like who I was. I was a kind, sensiti...

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A Clear Choice

Submitted to Contest #95

“You don’t think she’ll do it, do you?” Marie stood far off, standing before two great doors. Both were open, calling to her. The first one was fiery and bright and holy, the other was cooler, yet empty, dark and calling, begging for Marie’s attention. “I don’t know..her eyes seem to be drifting to the Holy Entrance..” The two doors stood open and clearly presented a decision. The two angels and two demons stood above, not able to interfere at all. “Boy, how I wish I could push her in the Worldly Entrance!” said one of the demons to th...

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Saint Or Satan-A Choice

Submitted to Contest #95

                                The choice that pleases the eye, tempts the tongue and appeals the mind ,the decision that yields more profit, causes less pain, requires less labour,The path that takes no time ,measures a little shorter and feels too easy.The parameters that trigger human brain and produces actions ,that are but the consequences of our own choices.I can feel my s...

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The Repentant Daughter

Submitted to Contest #95

This wasn't the first time Felicity stood indecisive and frozen in fear of making another mistake in life. Everything she had ever tried to accomplish up until this very moment she considered a complete failure, and nothing had ever worked out for her; despite how hard she tried, it just never worked out, ever! What a tremendous pain it is to bear in this life to want to accomplish something, to want to be a success. "I know we're supposed to feel content and happy with what we have in life. And I've never felt, ever in mylife that I wanted ...

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