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The Floor Is Now Lava

Submitted to Contest #56

John still felt a little groggy and confused from when the mysterious woman had roofied his drink the night before. And now he found himself here. “This is ridiculous!” he announced. He was staring down a hallway, in what he presumed was an abandoned building, in some far-off location. Away from the safety and help of a civilized society. And from the hallway’s walls, circular saw-blades measuring two feet across jousted out into the path he was meant to take, or else the strange wrist-watch he wore would inject him with a deadly poison....

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In Which the Hero and the Villain are Suspected Love Interests

Submitted to Contest #56

𝕍𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕖 The smirk of a master matchmaker. Or at least, a self-proclaimed one. Noelle’s plans of getting couples together had been working for as long as I had been her friend. Until now. She said she had the “perfect match” for me. Not even as a lover (she knows I’m not into that sort of thing). All it was was a friend. Because I “never get outside anymore” and because I’m “always by myself”.  We literally went out for coffee yesterday. And so here I am, avoiding eye contact at all costs. Looking into my lap, at my shoes, and around me. ...

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When Jess Met Sarah

Submitted to Contest #56

“I have to pee!” I called to my mum as I ran to the public bathrooms at the park. “Remember to lock the door, sweetie,” she called to me as I ran. I waved my hand behind me, letting her know that I'd heard her. I was twelve, of course I’d remember to lock the door. Running into the stall, the door slammed shut but the lock wouldn’t turn. “Dammit!” I called, sitting down, and holding the door shut with my hand. Finishing, I let go of the door to button up my jeans. A spit second later it flew open and another girl about my age came running i...

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Love Makes You Blind

Submitted to Contest #56

From the moment you walked through that door, I knew I had to have you. Our eyes met and it felt like time had stopped for us, like the world had ended and we were the only two in existence. And I was okay with that. The idea of spending an eternity with you and only you not only made sense, it felt right.  You walked towards me, your dress billowing as you walked. My mind worked overtime just to take in every little detail of you. I saw a cut on your finger, I counted the eyelashes on your face, I noticed the glimmer of the gloss on ...

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Hunting From the Treestand

Submitted to Contest #56

               No one was supposed to be on the roof.                The time was ten-thirty-two in the evening and Raymond yawned as he headed up the roof access stairs. He’d just woken up from a well-deserved nap. The sun was long set and the stars would push themselves through the light pollution, shining their frail light through the incandescent smog. The moon waxed in the sky, still too t...

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Meeting expectations

Submitted to Contest #56

Write a story from the different perspectives of 2 people meeting on a blind date. Kathy johnson was tired of the scene. The dating scene can be a bummer when you are past your early 20s. Was she ever going to meet prince charming. She would settle for prince anything. Right about now. Tired, all her friends were off married starting families. And being successful career women. She wanted that. You could smell the desperation like sweaty armpits after gym class. As you get older what can you do. She did not want to be an old maid. But you g...

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It Just Be Like That Sometimes

Submitted to Contest #56

Voices litter the air of the crowded street. They bounce against the walls and assault the ears of whoever is trapped within the jumble.  A tall and slender figure pushes her way through the crowd hurridly. A to-go cup swings back and forth as she swerves through the maze of limbs.  Brown eyes glance towards the gaping doorway she was frantically working towards. She was almost there. Until something hit her, something that knocked her coffee right onto her black shirt. Another girl, with dyed black hair, stood there. Dani ...

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Not You Again

Submitted to Contest #56

She hates balls. There full of pretentious people who think they're better than everyone else. Their heads so high up in the clouds they think what color suit they wear matters. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at their overly fake faces. She changed her face to match the ones that spark her anger. She made her way through the packed dance floor, making sure she came off just as enthusiastic as the snobs beside her. "Angelena, you need to meet this guy. He's so nice, I just know you'll love him!" Her new friend, Scarlet, screamed as...

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High Rising Terminal

Submitted to Contest #56

Myra could feel herself rambling, her mouth on full walkabout from her mind, “…and this used to be a really good bar anyway. I don’t know why the hell they decided to change it. Like this block needs another seven-dollar-a-cup coffee shop-“ The police officer in front of her, rubbed his eyes before rolling them, “Ma’am? That’s fine, but, y’know, try to focus. I need more detail about the driver.” Myra blinked once…twice… as details began to resolve around her – people clustered in crowds at every corner of the intersection,  the choru...

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Strawberry Dress and a Goodwill Jacket

Submitted to Contest #56

Amvri and I bonded over how cold it was in the abortion clinic. It felt like fucking Alaska in there, I have absolutely no idea why they would keep people getting abortions freezing and shaking but who knows. I had asked a few of my friends if they could come with me and they were all busy and I was a tad bit pissed because I had to go by myself so I drove my busted up 2014 Honda Accord 2 hours to get to the clinic and when I got there I was losing my shit I won't lie but I pulled what little of myself I could together and got out of the car...

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Karaoke queen.

Submitted to Contest #56

  There we were, just like every other Friday night, singing our hearts out at our favorite karaoke bar. And just like every Friday night, it was the five of us. There was Ali, with her long blonde hair and steel blue eyes, Shel, with a smile that people noticed from across the room, Skylar the tallest of the bunch and the comedian, and Terry with her shiny brunette hair and sensible ways. Then there was me. I have always loved to sing, and karaoke with this crew was my favorite way to unwind at the end of a hard week. There was never a...

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Getting Started on the Right Foot (title credit: Charles Stucker)

Submitted to Contest #56

(Title suggestions are welcome) “Go on, Elliot, you can do it,” his father nudged him gently on the back. The boy turned around and gave him the stern look of a ninety-year-old pensioner who refuses to take his pills. Then he sought his mother’s face, changing his expression to that of a hurt puppy. She, however, was not budging either. His last hope stood next to her husband, her hand resting on the man’s shoulder, her head nodding in silent agreement. Not a chance, love, her eyes were saying as she gave him an encouraging smile. El...

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The Support Group

Submitted to Contest #56

  The room was packed, just like it had been every Tuesday night since the group started meeting following the events of eight months ago. Many of the faces were of the regulars who had bonded over the incident – the tragedy – that had befallen them all. No one knew why it happened and certainly could not explain how it happened. But this group knew that they had to reckon with the aftermath, and it would be easier to do it together, so their numbers continued to grow. Bonnie, a willowy woman always up for a shopping trip and brunch wit...

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Ellie’s in Wonderland

Submitted to Contest #56

Ellie gazed about her with exasperation. She had travelled almost a hundred miles to come and visit her friend in the care home – sitting for almost forty minutes in non-moving traffic whilst muttering to herself, “Oh dear! I shall be late!” – and now Violet seemed to be asleep. She looked once more at the slumbering form, slumped in an armchair and surrounded by other, equally dotty, old people. Should she try to wake her? Was it like waking a sleeping baby who would cry for hours on end once its dreams were disturbed? “She’ll be out for ...

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It was you

Submitted to Contest #56

I am late. I am so late. My parents will disown me if I miss this. All my cousins will laugh at me till eternity and even after till our next births. It's the funeral of my aunt Tessellate or as we call her Tessie. She was 87. None of us cried when we heard the news we thought she lived long for the drinker she was. We asked her to quit, she denied and said all the doctors that have asked to quit to live a long life have died already. I have to buys flowers for her. “A bunch of white lilies.” “Oh, just in time. It's the last one left. Here...

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