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Hope had Coffee

Submitted to Contest #283

“Damn defective alarm clock. Late again.” Sasha so wants to drift back to sleep. It's raining. Hard. A seventeen block trudge to work awaits her. She has no car and can't afford to pay for a cab or an Uber. What’s worse, this month Sasha had to help her mother, Luella, seriously ill and living three states away, pay overdue medical bills. Leaving her with no money to pay the rent. It's not the first time. Threatened with eviction by a soulless landlord, she fears the inevitable. Returning to the women’s shelter. She can’t bear the...

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"The Power of a Friend

Submitted to Contest #282

(This story contains mention of suicide) Richard slowly chewed his lunch while he watched other college kids move about the cafeteria. He was exhausted from staying up late the night before and hadn’t really thought much at all today. Gradually he became conscious of the fact that his friend, Matthew, wasn’t at his usual booth in the corner. Come to think of it, he hadn't been here all day. Unlike Richard, who lived in a dorm room, Matthew lived with his mother in an apartment building just across the street. It wasn’t often that he didn’...

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Dust to Dust

Submitted to Contest #282

Dust to Dust“So whoever knows the right thing todo and fails to do it, for him it is sin."-James 4:17Life begins at… conception? Heartbeat? Viability? Introduction in to this world? A subject of debate in today’s society. Beginning of life in the Christian community? Not debateable- Baptism.In 1923, St. Patrick’s was the pearl of this industrial suburb of Milwaukee. Today, despite its age, the structure maintains the calming, historic feel of the traditional- six large bronze pendant lights hanging from the ceiling, a mesmerizing statue of ...

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Jenny's Journey from Darkness to Light

Submitted to Contest #282

This story contains sensitive content involving hard life situations and may be unsuitable for younger readers. Jenny sat near the front of the church, staring at the altar. The heaviness of grief that weighed on her shoulders was nearly unbearable. Her eyes burned from the tears, and her chest hurt as if her grief had sucked all the air right out of her lungs. Her mother, Ruth, had been her biggest fan, her most expressive cheerleader in life, her one constant source of steadiness in a life already rich in hardship. &nbs...

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Hold Me Closer

Submitted to Contest #282

“I am soooo sorry Michael.” I held up my right hand wondering if I did what I thought I did. “I didn’t mean to do it, I swear.” I don’t know why I said this next, but the previous night's memory plagued me. “I know you didn’t do it, but it seemed like the most plausible explanation.” He already had a surprised look on his face but when I added that line, I felt like crumbling. I still didn’t believe in him. I don’t even trust my own boyfriend! I’m not sure who’s hurt the most right now, me or him. Tears were forming in my eyes and I felt su...

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From Darkness to Light

Submitted to Contest #282

There I was, in the midst of a shadow filled, rugged battlefield. My iron clad comrades were falling on every side in the plight of war. They fought bravely and virtuously. After a rigorous battle, I was the last one standing. Exhausted and battleworn I stood as if I were a single candle on a midnight mountain top as darkness covered the earth. The first wave of the army of darkness had fallen without any glory, for how could darkness and glory be betrothed? Glory can only be bestowed upon the one who is worthy! No, the only thing darkness w...

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An Apology for Timeline Disruptions

Submitted to Contest #282

October 12, 2024, St. Ambrose UniversityHillcrest, Pennsylvania. Dr. Charles Grayson, a historian of modest repute, stood at the podium of St. Ambrose University’s lecture hall. His tweed jacket felt unusually heavy, and his tie choked him like a noose. Before him, rows of curious students and faculty awaited his presentation on “Obscure Medieval Mystics and Their Influence on Modern Theology.” Instead, he cleared his throat and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, before I begin, I owe you all a sincere apology.” The crowd stirred. Apologies were u...

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Innkeeper

Submitted to Contest #282

“I’m sorry, cousin! There is no room!” I looked at the mother-to-be, her hands clutching a hidden stomach. Layers of linen did all they could to conceal what lay beneath. A thicker layer of material was loosely wrapped around her sable hair. It crossed over one of her eyes, partially hiding the disappointment I had caused. Her lip trembled and she averted her face, sharing a knowing glance with her husband, whom I had yet to know personally. My involvement with them had been distant; this was my first knowledge of a child. He looked at ...

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Christmas Bells in the Air!

Submitted to Contest #282

Christmas Eve, bells were chiming, it was Yuletide again. Cosmic Elke lay in her empty double bed, reflecting on her festive preparations. She had been sending greetings online, hoping everyone had a good year. Being traditional, her family all purchased Christmas cards, and so had some of her gal pals. Maybe it was a chick thing. Personally, this season she gazed at her failing legibility, bemused by the array of cards she felt obliged to post. So, she deployed her trusty computer and printed off enough tags saying. "Best wishes from Elke."...

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Charley’s Angels

Submitted to Contest #282

Charley sat in his living space looking out at the silent flakes of snow falling past the small window of his basement suite. Some of it got caught in the only branch of the fir tree he could see but most of it ended in the drift against the window-well edge, slowly piling up to increasingly hide the world outside. “If this keeps up,” thought Charley, “Soon I will no longer be able to see much of anything from this place in my world.” The lonely tears forming in Charley’s eyes added to the progressive obscurity. The few bulbs of colored ligh...

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The Secrets of Darkness

Submitted to Contest #282

I'm sure it didn't happen all at once, but one day, it grew too dark for me to see. The Darkness had rested upon me like an endless, smothering blanket and try as I did, I could not find my way out from under it.At first, I was writhing, panicked, and desperate. And then I grew tired, resigned, and hopeless. It was in this state that I was still enough to see it: it was very small, not bigger than the head of a pin--yet, easy to see under my pitch-black canopy. Warm, yellow, glowing, it was...was...what?"Light," the speck called out, drawing...

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Thelma Faye

Submitted to Contest #281

Thelma Faye I remember feeling protected as I snuggled in the warmth of my mother's strong arms. My bed was veiled in a green canopy. She spread her warmth so wide it encompassed our whole world as we could see it. And there were a lot of us. She was like the old women who lived in a shoe. So many children... Except she knew. She sheltered and nurtured us and taught us everything she could before setting us free out into a world unknown. She taught our family history and mysteries of what could be.When gentle breezes rustled the leaves she w...

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Whose Party Is It Anyway?

Submitted to Contest #281

Whose Party Is It Anyway?                         “Many are called, but few are chosen.”                                                       &nbs...

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From a distance

Submitted to Contest #281

I loved him long before I laid eyes on him, even before my consciousness perceived his presence. My soul more than anything yearned for him but I feared he might not love me back.If I could have my way I would have taken him into my arms and never let go, I would have hidden him from everyone else and treated him like the treasure I knew he was but I resigned myself to watching from a distance.Every day I wrote him love letters, and hid them in the trees and in the flowers, in the butterflies he would see on his way to school and in the clou...

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Ironic Hubris Party Guest

Submitted to Contest #281

Oh, how delightful it is to be here among such intriguing companies! The audacity of it all is undeniable, isn't it? A certain bravado, a charming overconfidence, permeates the air, dancing around the table like a well-rehearsed performance. Isn't it almost like we're all part of a grand prank? The conversations swirl with a mix of wit and whim. Isn't it fascinating how irony unfolds? It's that delightful twist where what you anticipate takes a surprising turn, leading to the opposite of your expectations. Quite the conversation starter, wou...

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