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Double Ds

Submitted to Contest #82

"Am I wearing too much makeup? The red lipstick is a bit much, isn’t it."Madeline turned her head from side to side, scrutinizing her face in the mirror. She puckered her lips at her reflection and then she wrinkled her nose."I don’t like my eyebrows. Do you think Steve will hate my eyebrows?"She turned to her roommate, Gia, hoping a comforting lie from her best friend would make her feel better. Gia was prettier than Madeline. Too pretty in fact. She had an hourglass shape and the little black dress chosen for the occasion made her look lik...

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Title: Android as a human companion by Yakshaya K

Submitted to Contest #82

     In this fast moving times of internet technology friendship of Human beings has been replaced by Android human communication. It has become a most loveable friend connecting people from different countries to have video chats and even see each other. Android has become a life breath of Modern society without any distinction of caste, colour, religion or nationality.                         &nbs...

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The Bad Hair Day

Submitted to Contest #82

The hat smelled like her Great Uncle Edgar. It was a difficult odor to describe, a sort of cross between burnt bread and wet dog, and it left a lingering stench in its wake. Riley tried to hide her red cheeks beneath this filthy fedora, but her wounds stung whenever she tugged at the brim. She still couldn’t believe it had really happened. When she opened her eyes that morning, there was a stone in her gut. It was slowly sinking towards her feet, a sign that something wasn’t quite right. She sat on the edge of her mattress with her hands on...

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Am I Programmed to Love Her?

Submitted to Contest #82

I can feel my heart, if you can call it a heart, thumping. The mechanism is beating so fast because my date… no. My partner? No. My girlfriend? I hope so. Whatever I am to her — whatever she is to me — I can't explain my feelings. All I know is that each look, each touch, makes my circuits feel like they're shorting out. My heart mechanism races as she rubs little circles into my hand with her thumb. She talks about how her degrees are going. Library Science and Archaeology. The perfect education for a fellow jewel thief. Jolene. Jolene....

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The Chance To Run

Submitted to Contest #81

“You should have told me alcohol here was so cheap.” Jamie exaggeratedly slurs his words and I roll my eyes “It looks like you’ve already figured that out for yourself.” I snap back. “You remember we have to be up early, right? We’ve got to be at my parents at 7.” He dismisses me with a wave of his hand.“I’ll be there. But I bet once you start talking, you’ll be fine.” He leans up against the brick wall of the club, just a few feet away from the door. “You’re oversimplifying things again..” I avert my eyes and watch the people that come and ...

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My Queen

Submitted to Contest #81

      The waves crashed along the shore of the deserted beach. Slamming into the rotting wood of a ship stranded in the sand. It was long since deserted, seaweed hanging off the bow, the green lichen and the khaki sand sticking to the vessel. The sun was high, and the clouds were scarce to none.            The only sounds came from the sea and the sky. The crashing of waves and the call of birds. And farther up the beach, the sounds of a jungle. Iguanas scur...

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Another Rhapsody

Submitted to Contest #81

After his birthday celebration, Arthur was all alone with his two children: Jake and Hannah. His son, Jake stayed outside with his guitar, playing again the famous rhapsody. While he was doing the music, Hannah came near and sitted beside him. The gentleman stopped playing the guitar and looked his sister.It was just a moment of silence. No speech, not even a single word was uttered. Then the lady broke the as she said, "Brother!" Then the man stood up and opened his arm and said, "Sister." Hannah stood up and hugged his brother. It was the ...

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Clandestine Operations

Submitted to Contest #81

“Let’s get something straight, Blade,” Nellie said aggressively as she strode up to the booth and slid into the seat across from her rival. “I’m not here to play games. Tell me what I want to know or you won’t be walking out of here unharmed.” The other agent maintained her cool, unruffled demeanour as Nellie entered. She sat leaning contemptuously against the wall of the booth, arms crossed and one leg casually folded over the other. “Glad you could finally make it, Onyx,” she responded, flicking her dark eyes over to Nellie as she spo...

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Lavender

Submitted to Contest #81

I place three California rolls on each plate and a piece of sliced mango on each. I’ve never made sushi before but it should be no problem for  a professional cook. I put the plates on either side of the rose petal covered table and light the candles. The smell of warm honey drifts through the air. She should be here any minute now. I think, my heart beating through my shirt. Fifteen minutes pass and she isn’t here. The candles are nearly gone and the smell of honey is faint and bitter. The rose petals wilt and the mango has stopp...

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With Love, To My Dearest Anya

Submitted to Contest #81

In a world where they had convinced us that our love was worth condemning, we found each other. The spring of 1959, our eyes locked. In your soft brown irises I saw an indescribable beauty. We never broke eye contact. Our eager eyes reflected into one another a timid attraction unbeknownst to us would blossom into an ethereal love. We met in your favorite season - Spring. You love Spring because it resembles new beginnings, fluorescence and ultimately hope. Even all these years later, your eyes light up at the word. To be exact, it has be...

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Sixteen

Submitted to Contest #81

April 2009 (flashback)"Eri." my mother's voice, both a memory and a wish. I miss her."Mommy?" I was five when she 'went away' then, 'died' now."Erica, promise me you'll find a good man," she had said. A good man... what if I didn't want a good man?"I promise." there was no other choice but to promise. She was sick and dying. The least I could do was promise something as simple as finding a good man.And I did find a good boy, though I can’t say I kept him.April 8, 2020It has been eleven years since my mother died. My sixteenth birthday. Somet...

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The Best View in the City

Submitted to Contest #81

I arrive at Toronto's Union Station. I'm planning to take the PATH to the CN Tower. That's where she'll be. While her text from last night is cryptic, I know her well enough to know what she means. Her text is referencing the restaurant at the top of the CN Tower. I'm almost certain of it. That is where the best view in the city would be.She texted me again this morning saying to meet her at 6pm. I'm early.Yesterday she stole the jewels that I had gone to the Royal Ontario Museum to steal. She left four of them for me. I had to use clues she...

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Six

Submitted to Contest #81

6 Years. 6 Months Dating. 6 Weeks before the First Date.  6 Texts before the question was asked.  6 Swipes Left before landing on her.  6 hours of video chatting.  6 Seconds of hesitation before calling first. 6 photos shared between them.  6 things they have in common.  6 different things about their physical traits. 6 Fights before Now. 6 Minutes of yelling. 6 guest invites to the wedding. 6 band members played. 6 Years. “6 Years!” Cora exclaimed, slamming the black and white photo on the tabl...

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A Fool in Love

Submitted to Contest #81

I met her like, two months ago? It was a mutual, the feeling of lust and longing. My heart longing for her touch, her voice, and her way of making me crazy. It is weird how easy it was for me to be attached to her and cling like the baby that I am. It was weird, don't you think? How restless I become from the thought of her not being here with me. How much I want to hold her in my arms as long as I can. How I love the sound of her heartbeat against my ear, her lovely skin running up and down my bare neck, the cute sound of laugh she made e...

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Our Way

Submitted to Contest #81

“Over here! I found it! Oh, hurry, you have to see it for yourself.” Beth called to me from a couple of rows away.  I hurried as much as my 74 year old body would allow me to and joined her. There it was. Our headstone.  Beth Upton-Williamson 1945- Margaret “Peg” Williamson-Upton 1946- Partners in life 60 years and counting “We did it our way.” The 60th Anniversary party was supposed to be a surprise, so naturally all three of the kids had called to warn us, each one making us promise to act surprised so the other two woul...

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