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the Christmas when it STOPPED

Submitted to Contest #58

It was Christmas dinner at my house when the TOPIC came up. I dreaded this moment for a while since it happened....... Grandma said "So, how are you? I know you must've been scared." and I was thinking "Why did you have to bring that up?" so I said "What are talking about? My testing? I did pretty good on testing, and I was only nervous." She chuckled and said "Good, but I'm talking about the elevator." I stared at the turkey thinking about what I should say. "Oh, I'm okay." Grandpa nods slowly witch usually means: Ah.. I see, now tell me t...

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One Way Out

Submitted to Contest #58

*Trigger warning*The one thing in life that amazes many, is life itself. How one can have the ability to grow something so precious; a miracle. The heartwarming sensation of feeling your very own skin and blood becoming one. An overbearing love you have for your child. Cherryl Conway is twenty-five years young. She married once when she was eighteen in The Church, to a young man named, Charles Brooke. Cherryl and Charles felt like they were born to love each other. They followed the Commandments by God by staying abstinent till marriage, bei...

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Thread of Destiny

Submitted to Contest #58

Thread of Destiny            I have always hated elevators. It goes without saying really that being suspended in a metal box in an open shaft gave me a distinct feeling of vertigo whenever I was inclined by social pressure to ride in the death traps. I hated the feeling of that little jerk right at the beginning when the cab first started to move and then the counting beeps that signified just how fast the floors were passing by. I hated the little bounce whenever someone got on or off....

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Lamp Clicks

Submitted to Contest #58

There is nothing I would love more than to make you leave for good. To tell you to never come back and you comply without a second thought.                I’ve tried, believe me. You always come back.                You make it hard to sleep, then you haunt my dreams. You turn excitement into fear, and confidence into worry.            &nbs...

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What It's Like to be a Side Character

Submitted to Contest #58

People say that time is everything's worst enemy. Ha, no. I object, my greatest enemy is statistics. It's why some dude just drowned in a puddle, why a whole lot of people just went insane, and why I was born a side character in my own story. You probably don't understand. How could you? Everyone has something, you might think. But if you think about it in a statistical way, someone out there definitely is a side character. And that someone is me. Maybe there's someone else out there. They might be the only one who could understand, but I wo...

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Four Cows Being Milked By Mimes In A Submarine While A Naked Woman Sings The Battle Hymn Of The Republic

Submitted to Contest #58

"The Emerson Affair is the term generally used to refer to an incident that occurred on July 7 of 2001 in which 32 people lost their life while taking part in an art exhibit inside a submarine which was submerged in the San Francisco Bay. The name comes from the artist who had created the exhibit, Tyla Emerson, who was also killed in the accident."Thus begins the Wikipedia article that talks about the day my mom died. It's so cold and precise that it gives me chills every time that I read it. I hate that this is her legacy. When you type her...

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Curiosity Killed the Cat

Submitted to Contest #58

I did not expect to end up here.Mr. Wilson was––rather, is––my charge. From birth, I was assigned to his case. Mr. Wilson is my past, my present, my future––he is my everything. I had only meant to follow him, to quench my curious thirst.But I did not expect to end up here.What had happened? How did I end up in this place, this horrible, treacherous place, soon to perished, soon to be gone from the only world I have ever known?I had followed Mr. Wilson and his guardian––the tall woman with the sweet-smelling aroma, whose hand wrapped around ...

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Schrödinger’s Parakeet

Submitted to Contest #58

When the world as we know it stops, the time on the oven clock reads 4:37 before the spindly green numbers disappear with a loud warning beep, a tritone harmony of appliances announcing a power outage. My first guess is a fire, since it’s August and it’s hot, and the light out the window has taken on that familiar surreal yellow tint, the trees casting anemic lavender shadows across the lawn—a false dusk. “Where do you keep the lanterns?” Simon calls from his den. We have over three hours until sunset. I’m more concerned with the p...

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The Pit of Despair

Submitted to Contest #58

The pit of despair caused by death a loss of a life. It caused a chain of extreme silence. When I fell in I thought I would never surface, or recover from the pain. I seemed to fall forever into the abyss. But now in the despair, I am silent. I don’t exist. No one sees me, hears me,thinks me, I’ve been missing but no one searched. There's no light where I am, black is all I see, a void of darkness with no way out. Long ago my world had light I could laugh, and cry. People saw me I existed I had a choice, a voice, a d...

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Emma and Ava's day at the Museum

Submitted to Contest #58

Fair warning: this story contains a child having a seizer, and could induce fear of the unknown. Please read with caution. Emma works weekends and holidays. It was something she agreed to do, along with all the other employees that work at The Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk, but she didn’t hand out cotton candy or push buttons to get rides going.Emma organized privet events in the hall above Neptune’s Kingdom Arcade.Her weekends were enjoyed on Mondays and Tuesdays, which is a perfect time to have off if you live in California. The bea...

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REVENGE IS SWEET

Submitted to Contest #58

"Mr.Brad will you get up from your lazy butt and switch this thing on", my boss said, when he was only a meter away from it. "But sir you are very close", I said irritation rising in my voice. "Looks like someone wants to lose his job, and work as a waiter in a restaurant", my boss replied angrily. "Am I not talking to you? will you get up from there?", he said as I hesitated. This is what I had been going through ever since Mr.Robins became my boss. Working at the power holding company as an electric engineer had been my dream job from ch...

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Lights Out

Submitted to Contest #58

Lights Out My mother had just died. The doctors said that she went peacefully, in her sleep, like that was supposed to matter. All I knew was that my mother, the woman who raised me, was there for me no matter what, supported me through everything, was gone and she was never coming back. And no one cared. They didn’t care that she was gone, that she would never smile again, never laugh again, never sigh in exasperation as she looked at my tornado struck room and politely tell me that one day I was going to break my ankle wading through ‘that...

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“What Now?”

Submitted to Contest #58

REEDSY.COM 11SEP2020 Writing prompt #58 Write a story about someone feeling powerless. “What Now?“     by clcronan 2020 He’s eyes refused to open, he was unable to move any of his body. He could hear, and after a few moments deduced he was lying in the hospital so this wasn’t his imagination. What exactly had happened he could not recall. He passed out from that much excursion. She sat in the barbarically uncomfortable chair, tucked in amongst the myriad of beeping and clicking and pumping and pulsing machines...

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Assistance

Submitted to Contest #58

Miles was not claustrophobic. He had spent plenty of time as a child hiding in small cupboards and tight toy chests, making the spaces almost comfortable to him. Sure, they could be uncomfortable in a literal sense, with his back hunched over and his knees tucked in, but it gave him peace of mind, knowing that he could so easily hide away. But it had been years since he last had to hide. Now, in his well fitting suit and heavy briefcase, he took up space with ease. Broad shoulders pushed past anyone or anything that stood in his way, wi...

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A Slight Excess of Admiralty

Submitted to Contest #58

It could be any elevator in any large office building in any medium sized city in any state in the country. It is unremarkable and unspectacular in every conceivable way. Describing it would be like trying to explain the exterior of a strip mall or bowling alley. Everybody can picture those without having to be told how they look in exactly the same way that this elevator looks like any elevator in any large office building in any medium sized city in any state in the country. The devil is in the details, and this is going to be ugly enough,...

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