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Recoding an old mind

Submitted to Contest #94

TW: homophobia Reading an old book is like decoding a computer program, you just can’t tell which language the author is using but trying to recode an old mind is worse than trying to solve a math equation. Like there is no right answer for someone with a mind stuck in the 1800s and that’s exactly where my sister’s brain was stuck when I told her about the existence of homosexuality.   “AIDs is an STD and it has nothing to do with homosexuality,” I said, frustration laced in my voice as I tried to decode the false knowledge about AIDs t...

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That's All That Mattered.

Submitted to Contest #94

He dared me to kiss the new boy. He dared a straight boy to kiss another straight boy. The darer knew what both mine and the new boy's sexuality was, but he dared us anyway. Everyone thought I wouldn’t do it. Everyone thought I was going to be stubborn because everyone knew Tauruses were stubborn, but not all Tauruses are stubborn. So I did it - I did something that would change my life forever, something that would change both our lives forever. 2 days earlier… I felt her lips against mine, they were soft and moist as I pushed my forehe...

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The Pain of You

Submitted to Contest #94

Her hand slipped from mine. So feeble, fragile and cold. Her eyes turned away from me in shame, that same awkward smile dancing over her lips. She couldn’t bear to look at me.  Her cobalt eyes had frozen over like a lake. There was a time I would have dug away the ice with my nails just to get her back. But now I just let her go, unable to move, to breathe.  I pictured all the previous fights. The way she had spoken to me.  There was something nagging on my mind, a voice that had been there for a while now. Of course, I knew...

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Project Songbird

Submitted to Contest #94

The next book in my ongoing series. See bio for order to read in. *** Two men were arguing in front of a complicated machine. The taller of the two had his arms crossed, while the shorter made wild gestures. She couldn’t hear what they were saying, only that they were very upset about something.  “Ladies, ladies, you’re both very pretty.” A woman walked over, kissing the taller man on the cheek and giving the shorter a one armed hug, “But arguing over your contraptions isn’t going to give us government funding.” “We need to postpone the...

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I am sorry I made you go

Submitted to Contest #94

‘KISS! KISS! KISS!’ – chanting was surrounding me as I was trying to not break under the pressure and cry. I lifted my arms, shielding my face, as if I was hiding from a physical attack. Looking through the gap between my elbows, I saw teenagers, who were looking like zombies eager for brains or vampires dying for blood. I glared at the stupid bottle, tip of which was pointing at me, it seemed like it was laughing at me. I gathered all of my strength and yelled, ‘NO!’ Everyone went silent for a solid second, then the owner of the party stood...

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Sivard attempts to enact a death plan

Submitted to Contest #94

Aloe and Canella, Valerian and Chamomile, as always this was the bitter smell of healing.  It was always times like this, after a fight where he was something to care for, that he felt indebted. They were always helping him with his obligations, though he’d long sense given himself up to those burdens. Their soul is full of Violets and Yarrow, when their dearest Sirvard is injured. Souls are the kinda thing that grows flowers when you save them, and Sirvard did so much more, at least according to Lian. Thornless Roses were the first to ...

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It all started with a kiss

Submitted to Contest #94

Mia’s POV  "Ok I'll do it." I grabbed her face, pulling it towards mine. She gave in and pressed her lips directly against mine. The sensation was amazing, I felt like I was flying. Like we're lifting up from the ground and floating on a cloud. My hands went to the back of her head and tangled into her hair. She pressed her body against mine and I felt her hands run up and down my back pulling me closer.  “Okay, that's enough,” Dylan said, both of us pulled back quickly.  Crimson laced my cheeks and she looked away, we were...

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The Blood Soaked Hands of a Healer

Submitted to Contest #94

There was no bloodshed, splattered walls, or screams of agony. It was the worst battlefield Cerelia had ever stepped foot in. She had walked knee-deep in the blood of her brothers, wrapped their wounds while the light in their eyes faded with the whispers of the lost flying by her ears. Hundreds of dying wishes intrusted in her heart, their lasts breaths of life seen only by her. Cerelia had wept for the lovers of those she had never met before the day she broke the news that families would never reunite. She prayed for the survivors s...

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Does the Heart Want What it Wants?

Submitted to Contest #94

I've always heard the quote, "The Heart Wants What it Wants", from so many people growing up. But, I honestly never have and never will believe in something so far fetched, or maybe I'm just in denial because I'm scared of the outcome if I truly did listen to my heart. It's not easy being in a small minded town with the population literally being less than 300 people, and being well... different? Fine, I'll just come out and say it, if my family or this town ever truly found out that I, Lindsay Freely, am 100% a lesbian, I would be disowned ...

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Brothers

Submitted to Contest #94

"I dare you to jump in from that rock up there!" Taylor points towards the cliffedge and gestures for Garth to follow him. They race towards it, giggling with excitement.***I'm sitting by myself again, watching the world go by and thinking about my brother, Garth. He died when he was thirteen years old. I was ten at the time. We use to play here as kids and the world felt so much kinder then. No worries. Just me and my cool big brother, playing pirates or cops and robbers. Mum and dad sat laughing at our crazy stunts and silly games. God, wh...

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Mother knows best.

Submitted to Contest #94

I was nervous. I had never brought a guy home with me to meet my mom before. Shirly could be a scrutinizing woman with a keen sense of smell for bullshit and sometimes I just want to remain blissfully ignorant.I had told her all about my last boyfriend and it had only taken her an hour of viewing all of his social media to deduce what I couldn't, or maybe what I didn't want to see. All of his red flags and narcissism were laid out in front of me by my mother and even I hadn't been able to deny he was a bit of a wanker. But now that I had fou...

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Like mother, like madness

Submitted to Contest #94

Midnight, no time to be thinking. No time to lose myself in what everyone else wants from me, or what I think I should be doing. I should call her but my mind is holding my body back from what it wants, my mother’s love and embrace. I miss her so much that it makes my chest ache, it’s either that or the estrogen pills finally working, maybe both. My mother and I have always been stubborn when it came to making up and facing the fact the pros outway the cons when it came to us. I guess everyone expected us to iron everything out that night. T...

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Simone says

Submitted to Contest #94

I thought Simone would propose yesterday, bit was a complete fail. I’ve been waiting for and anticipating this for a while now, but maybe she knows me too well to where she’s forced to crush hopes and sweep me off of my feet when I least expect it. We didn’t actually believe in the westernized concept of marriage but agreed that we would want a special day dedicated to our love, just for us. Something more private than pride, but more open than an exclusive anniversary. To be honest, it’s like we’re making excuses just to celebrate how happy...

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Price tag

Submitted to Contest #94

“I’m telling you, it’s not gonna work.” I said as I looked at the roulette. “And I’m telling you it will” Thomas was stubborn as usual.  The casino waas almost full and the roulette table was one of the main events. I still don’t know how Thomas managed to place a bet honestly. And to make things more interesting he placed it on zero. So typical of Thomas, doing reckless things, one day that man is gonna be in serious trouble for his actions.  The croupier spun the wheel and everyone looked attentive, expecting for the ball t...

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I will never ever apologise to Madeline Plink

Submitted to Contest #94

"Ugh, Madeline Plink is a raging Bitch." I burst into the bedroom of my best friend Tom bag dropping off my shoulder I flopped on to the bed. "Mhmm." Tom didn't turn his head as his fingers flew across the glowing keyboard. "She thinks she's all that because she's the best at Art and Music and all the teachers think she's going to be famous or something. Plus she's always flirting with James in class." I ripped off my shoes without undoing the laces and wiggled my now free toes. "She's so condescending, she actually told me that my timing h...

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