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hair dye and goodbye

Submitted to Contest #70

July 8th, 2016Goals-Get in to college-Go to college-make friends at college-get a side job-buy a car-driveWhere to?---The whole world feels weird and like I don't belong. I'm uncomfortable. Possibly just in my own skin. My whole life I’ve been waiting to do this, and now I’m just waiting more it seems. The wind outside is hot, barely even wind. When I get a car, I want it to be without a roof, so I can feel the wind always. ---July 11th 2016To Do-Practice spelling-Make dinner-Water the flowers-Watch the flowers grow, write down gr...

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Butler's Butlers

Submitted to Contest #70

To say they’d messed up would be a generous understatement. Rather, it had become the conglomerate of mistakes akin to the wretched mass at the bottom of a port-a- potty. Even though it was easy to glance over, its presence was undeniable and, on a clear look, made the bile inch closer to the uvula than one was really comfortable with. Eli wished that a nasty sewage view was all he had to deal with. He didn’t know how their situation got so bad, but he blamed his younger brother Marco for the singed and poorly barbered western terrier in ...

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Love Is War

Submitted to Contest #70

“To become number one, you must have no weaknesses.” Each day she reminds herself of this one fundamental ingrained into her at a young age. Morning or night, eating or talking, everytime she studies for her next class; she always reminds herself that being number one was the most important thing. Until she met him. Her emotions of love flew around, which lifted her off her feet, the chains of blood and iron dissolved when he smiled. He was her salvation. Even if it’s just until the end of the day, until the clock strikes 12. Each lunch ...

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two girls who skip school one day a week and when they got their report card they had over the limit of absents they would say that they did not know when that could have happened when they were in class the whole time and they would lie

Submitted to Contest #70

So there where two girls name Mackenzie and Riley they where both in high school and would skip school once a week and that all added up.Riley did not have parents because they died in a car crash when going to the Bahama's on there honey moon and Mackenzie's mom was great friends with Riley's parents so she let Riley move in with her because she knows that they are best friends so she was just trying to be a good mother and so when she got their report card she was so happy and proud of them but when she saw that big number on the right sid...

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Peyton

Submitted to Contest #70

(Lydia, 9:05am) Apparently Mickey Bivanchi is coming to class today. (Bea, 9:05am) Bullshit. (Lydia, 9:05am) No fr he’s walking down the hall rn.  (Bea, 9:06am) There’s no way. Cops wouldn’t let a murderer walk free (Lydia, 9:06am) Not enough evidence apparently. (Bea, 9:08am) Mickey just entered and ignored everybody??? Just sat at the back?? (Lydia, 9:11am) You’re in a classroom with a murderer. (Bea, 9:11am) He definitely murdered Peyton. <><><><> Mickey Bivanchi did not murder Peyton. Not th...

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In The Dark

Submitted to Contest #70

Tessa Mayfair fell for her next door neighbor Zayn Bennet. From the moment she first saw him moving stuff into his new home with his parents, she was hopelessly lost. He was tall and strong, with brown hair and dark blue eyes. She learnt other things about him, as he now attended the same high school, Eastmoore Lake.They had two classes together: Art and English. He enjoyed basketball and quickly became a most valued player on the school team. He was friendly and outgoing. He owned a cute little dog called Ralph and had a much younger brothe...

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I Believe You

Submitted to Contest #70

I Believe You By: Hannah Cairns I messed up and I still don’t know why I did it in the first place. She didn’t deserve what she got. Alisa was a good person, and I am not. I am a horrible person who deserves ten times worse than what she’s going through.     I look at her in that bed with that tube down her throat and I want to die. I wish that I was in that bed instead of her. There aren’t many people in this world like her, she was caring and wanted to make an impact in this world.     “Im sorry Alisa.” Two we...

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Confession of Zack Modine

Submitted to Contest #70

Once upon a time Zack Modine was a hometown hero, but then six years ago, in a fateful flash, all his lofty accolades and good graces vanished, never to return. He still lives in Tyler Gap, a small community located in the open desolate parts of West Texas, a mere stone throw from the New Mexico border. Tucked into the rolling hills and buttes, Tyler Gap was once an insignificant forgotten Union Pacific whistle stop on a transcontinental run along the Mexican border that is no longer in service. The railroad tracks are still presen...

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Condemning the New Guy

Submitted to Contest #70

Condemning the New Guy.I didn’t really know him. No one in our high school class did. He had moved into our small town in August just before school started. It is late November now, and we are still calling him ‘New Guy’. The rest of us had all grown up together, so he probably would be New Guy for quite some time.I was surprised to see him at the Friday night school dance. As far as I knew, he had not been to one before. He would be easy to spot as he is rather tall. When he sat down beside me, I didn’t know what to...

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Strangers

Submitted to Contest #69

It had been years since her mother and father divorced, leaving five-year-old Bexley to waft in her own confusion and in a state of distraught. The heavy pain of watching her mother leave the house with the suitcases they had previously used to go on vacations with the family was always with her, even now as a junior in high school. She lived with her father all those years, his girlfriends coming in and out, cycling through, never quite fitting the presence of her mother. Bexley lay in bed, watching shapes form in the darkness of her ceilin...

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Families Parties

Submitted to Contest #69

“Mom is going to be there because she won’t let Ned come without her since Lynn is coming with dad. I hope today goes pretty good and everyone involved better behavior themselves for the sake of the holiday and to be a good example for Ned.” Pausing to let the hopefully thought sink into her brother, Stuart and pray with the other part of her mind that everything would go smooth today at the family Christmas Party. She went over her list of the presents that she was bringing to the party to see if she had forgot someone and ho...

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Unsinged

Submitted to Contest #69

I was numb.The sting of betrayal streaming down my face.Acrimony filled my soul as I searched the room for someone to protect me, but no one showed up.“You have always been a drama queen!” She shouted at me.I stiffened my body to brace for the onslaught of blows.The rain drops splattered on the car windshield further blinding my view of the road. The night was the blackest that it’s ever been in years and in some sinister way it reflected the darkness that was invading inside my body, as I neared closer to my destination. I suffered from the...

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Dear Diary

Submitted to Contest #69

Dear Diary By Annie Proulx Dec. 2nd, Diary entry #23: This is ridiculous. This year has already been hell after the divorce, mom moving up to Washington, living through a pandemic, and everything else sucking! The only thing I was looking forward to was the holidays. After the pretty fall leaves coat the ground and the cozy sweaters come out, the Christmas lights illuminate the streets as we enjoy the best time of year. Well, that’s how it usually goes. But this year, when I thought Theresa and her little son Tommy moving in and messing e...

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Thank You

Submitted to Contest #69

He always got up an hour earlier, preparing coffee, orange juice and breakfast for us each day. He raked the leaves when our yard got messy, chopped wood for the fireplace when it was cold, and fixed anything that needed fixing. He worked 9 to 5 each day and gave us spare money to spend on clothes, games, and whatever else we wanted. Did he receive a single thank you? No. She made lunch and dinner for us, making sure we were well fed. When she was busy, she would have to skip meals, but still made sure to give us some cash to buy our own fo...

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Redecorating Delilah

Submitted to Contest #69

Bree Del just texted us. “I lost my job today,” Marissa read. “LOL, love you.” She shook her head, making her flashy rose gold earrings jump in wide surprise. I shrugged. We both knew Del. Her job wouldn’t have lasted a month. Or, in this case, two weeks and six days. But who’s counting? “She needs to stop making this a habit,” Marissa said, twisting her lips into a salmon-colored line. “Why can’t she stick to something she actually knows how to do?” Delilah, or Del, was the color orange. She was organized and disorganized at the same time, ...

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