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THE FACT SHE HID ...............................................

Submitted to Contest #92

Sujania lived with her roommate in the house given to them by their firm. She worked for an economic group MNBF for two years . She was the youngest girl in the group and the most weird person in the group . She slept once or twice in a week and sometimes in a fortnight . She generally didn't came out of her room and worked continuously for hours without a break . This was something that fascinated her friends. It was a holiday today all the friends of her other group members. Some of those were the members of a well known boyband. Everyone ...

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Angels Among Grief

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Before—everything mattered. Now? Nothing does. “It seems excessive—” the new angel says, eyes brimming with tears. “Grief descends on them so quickly.” He looks down again, keenly feeling each pang of despair, pooling in black waves around them like a treacherous sea.  “It does,” the old archangel agrees. “But in their particular realm, grief is usually conflated with fear. The ‘not knowing’ is the hardest part for them.” “My heart hurts,” the new angel laments, folding his hands together over his chest. “I understan...

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The Catch

Submitted to Contest #92

THE CATCH By Sandra Hildreth It was 7:30 on a beautiful spring evening. The sun was low on the horizon, turning the clouds bright oranges and purples. Carol sat on the pier, enjoying the view, holding tightly onto the crab line. She had thrown the line out as far as she could, given the length of the string that held her bait. In the shallow Rehoboth Bay, the 30 foot line usually went out far enough to attract the larger crab instead of the little ones that hide under the pier, or the eels that enjoyed eating the smaller delicacies. She ...

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Good Morning

Submitted to Contest #92

Good Morning By Peter Wallace                           Walter had a hunch it wouldn’t be long. He didn’t feel any pain, which meant that the dose of morphine he was on must be pretty high. It was more than they’d give to someone who would possibly have a risk of developing an opioid addiction. In other words, someone who might live.          &n...

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A Choice

Submitted to Contest #92

My mind was dark. I wouldn’t open my eyes.I couldn’t. Not after her death. I was all alone. ***Days passed. My muscles ached from little movement. But my mind wouldn’t stop moving. Replaying the same thing, over and over. Her last breath in the hospital bed, as cancer won over her body. Her grip loosening on my hand as God stole her away. It was like my mind was purposely being cruel by pressing the replay button on the worst moment in my life.  I couldn’t keep living. Not without her. I had no purpose. What was the ...

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THE BOULDER

Submitted to Contest #92

IT ROLLED DOWN THE HILLBy Mimi MazzarellaTHE OCCURRENCEAt first, all I heard was a grumbling, a sort of discontent. I guessed it was distant thunder that had slightly shaken the walls of my small, gabled-roofed cottage. I went to the front window, opened it, and looked out. The air was warm, and there was a light breeze. The moon – a waxing crescent – was a small silvery illumination on one side, and a faint but discernable shadow on the other.Staring up at the powdery clouds that softly drifted across the darkening sky, ...

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My Little Monsters

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      A dark shadow consumes my mind. Black vapor hands sink into the folds of my brain as it creeps forward. Like a puppeteer, the shadow tugs at strings and levers, and pushes buttons until I’m doing exactly what it wishes.            “Hey, Jacob! How are you?” My friend Catherine asks.            I want to scream, “Help me! A monster is slowly eating me from the inside!” I can’t, though. The shadow ...

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Out of Darkness

Submitted to Contest #92

Bing and Wing first met in the waiting room of the Vision Center. They each happened to have an appointment. A great friendship began that day.Bing heard her talking with her driver. He recognized her voice.“Excuse me, aren’t you Wing?”She turned to the sound. “Yes. Who are you?”“Your voice is familiar. You read at the Poetry Jam, last month. I’d know your voice anywhere. I love your poetry.”She paused and said, “You sound familiar too. Do I know you? Are you a singer?”“I sing. Yes.”She smiled. He heard it in her voice. “Will you sing for me...

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Twisted Lives

Submitted to Contest #92

Kaine walked out of her car, slamming the car door and locking it. She bit back a few words burning on her tongue as her younger brother greeted her at the door. "Sup, sis," Noah said, dragging his hand through his dark wavy hair. "Sheesh, what's bugging you today?" "Nothing's bugging me," Kaine said simply, sidestepping Noah and entering the house. "Uh huh. Riigghht. Sure." Noah rolled his eyes and closed the door behind her. "Will you just shut it?" Kaine barked, annoyed, as she set her purse down on the island. Noah followed her into the ...

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Light

Submitted to Contest #92

8:33 pmThe night began with how a day should’ve, with a conglomerate of flashing lights. Confused expressions and perplexing questions of what is happening are all I saw before the wave of shadows took over the sleepless city. Amidst the night’s tears and the crackle of laughing sparks, all I could sense was her hand clinging onto mine and the cries of the people all around the apartment, begging for an answer to why their world was immediately shaded into black.8:55 pmWe clung onto each other in an iron grip, never letting go, as we tried t...

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Not all black and white.

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NOT ALL BLACK AND WHITE. Charles woke suddenly. Where was he? Why was it so hot? Charles tried to get up, but his legs hurt and seemed to be bogged down in something. Sand, he was in the middle of the desert! He was fighting a war. The sun bore down on him relentlessly as he rose to his unsteady feet. “Help, is there anybody there? Where are my troops?” Charles slowly trudged onward through the sea of sand which seemed to be endless. He was so hot, so thirsty. “Please, I need a drink! Is there anybody there?” “It’s okay Mr Charles, I’m ta...

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Ivy and Shadows

Submitted to Contest #92

Griffin Cecil- June 15th- On the plane. From Asenapine to Ziprasidone I’ve taken them all. None of them have helped much. Shadows still lurk in the corners of my vision and words that aren’t mine interlace between my thoughts. My mom thinks that me going to stay at my grandfather’s countryside cottage in England this summer will help. She says it will be a good idea to “detox” before I go into my senior year of high school. Whatever “detox” means. I really don’t think she understands. Just because I go from our home to a sunny countryside ...

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The City in My Heart

Submitted to Contest #92

Emotions, feelings, and life. You cant live without those. Of course you have to have food and water in your body, but without emotions, feelings, or life, youre not human. I would say I'm a good and happy guy. I just dont like to show others my true self. This is my story and how I went on a lockdown. I'm going to start this story when I was 5. I loved watching Sunday cartoons, drawing, and best of all, make believe. You probably guess I had lots of dreams and you're right. I had lots of dreams. I was also very creative. Everything I did ...

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I Wasn't Scared

Submitted to Contest #92

I always thought that being sick was a bad thing. I was told by many people, including my parents and doctors. They said that I could die if I don't treat it soon. I don't see what's so bad with dying anyways, I think that it could be a beautiful thing. I know that I have only been alive for 16 years but I think that I lived it pretty well so far. I know that I'm not dying yet, but I don't think I will be able to beat cancer if my luck keeps going the way it is. My life right now is pretty repetitive. I basically live at the hospital with a...

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Reflections

Submitted to Contest #92

               “Come to the beach, they said. It will be fun they said. Now look at me. I’m so tired of people thinking they know what’s best for me. I keep telling them that I’m fragile and that my skin can’t take the sun, but do they listen? No! Of course not. They just talk over me telling me I’m paranoid and that there is nothing wrong with me. Look at this!” She stretched the skin on her face, showing off the tiny bumps that had begun to form. The camera zoomed i...

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