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Submitted to Contest #93

Mak slipped his phone into the pocket of his pants, the Uber silent as some sort of classical music played. It painted a very dismal mood for him as he watched lights pass in the darkness and some dim, quiet houses roll by. Mak shifted in his clothes, so soft and airy as compared to his army uniform. He could still imagine it buttoned tight at his neck, billowing unnecessarily at the chest and butt, and tucked into every part it could be tucked into. Suffocating. Hot. Wrong. But a part of him missed it. It had been his everyday attire fo...

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In the Dark

Submitted to Contest #92

  I open my eyes and groan. The sun is filtering in through my bedroom window and it’s too bright. My room is bleached white with the intensity of the sun rays. I literally feel my eyes burning. Okay, maybe they’re not literally burning, but the sun is still annoying as hell. I know I should get out of bed and go to school, but I can’t make myself get up. I just want to go back to sleep but, oddly enough, I don’t even feel tired. I just feel numb. And I really want the world to go away. Actually, I just want the sun to go away. It shoul...

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In These Moments, We: Part-time Allergy

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Danjune fixed her eyes on the word before her. Allergy - intolerance of or adverse reaction to a specific substance, esp. a food. Below that was an informal definition of: An antipathy To the side was a link to another website. The excerpt of the website listed a few symptoms like watery or itchy eyes or nose, sneezing, stuffy noses, shortness of breath, and swelling. And below that excerpt was a list of common allergies. Danjune scrolled through but didn’t find one that seemed to fit her situation. After all, Kiusik wasn’t made out ...

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Darkness' Light

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Darkness endured. Calm. Patient. They could wait, they’ve done it before. They’ll do it again. And again. And again. Because such is Life. Sweet Life. Dearest Life. Life who always strived even in the toughest and darkest of circumstances. Darkness sighed, both in relief and weariness. A sliver of warmth took root in them. Darkness stilled and reached out to the source, drawing back at the sight of the minuscule Light that slowly flicked. It was weak. Darkness held their breath, watching as the Light seemingly faded in and out of exist...

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Agoraphobia

Submitted to Contest #93

If Ethan knew one thing it was that he didn't like crowds. The noise was always just a little too much, the people just a little too close their smiling faces, flashing teeth. Grating laughter. It made him feel on edge and out of place, and the bright flashing lights, and whirring of the carnival rides didn't help either. Everything was so bright, the colours so in his face. He couldn't understand how anyone could enjoy this for long periods of time. Ethan himself had only agreed to come along because his boyfriend had really wanted them to,...

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The Surge

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“We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you this emergency broadcast. Please standby.” A long droning beep startled Gemma, lounging on the couch in jean shorts and a T-shirt, trying to combat the summer heat. It was a Saturday afternoon in June, and she had been looking forward to watching her shows. Sighing, Gemma placed her cup of water on the coffee table and dabbed ineffectually at the wet spot on her shirt. She sat up and spared a glance towards the TV. Its screen was filled with static. “Anna?” she called out. ...

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Party Mischief

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‘Why did I agree to this?’ I tried to rack my brain for possible excuses as to why I couldn’t attend, one that would surely fool Stephen, my friend. I had agreed to come to a party that he was holding, the first one I’ve attended since the first year of middle school. It was now my Junior year, so about 5 years later, and I know things are way different at these parties now. See, my friends are social butterflies and get along with most everyone, which I suppose is how they got through to me so quickly. However, I am a social outcast, far f...

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One Song Wonder

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"I'm not going." I muttered. "Come on, Jack, it's the first party of the year, and you're one of the only freshmen invited!" my friend Darius exclaimed. He was a Sophomore that I had befriended almost instantly, even though I was a musician and he was a Football player. "You know I don't want to smoke and drink, and that's exactly what's going to happen there." I argued back. "So just don't do any of that!" he really wanted me to go, didn't he? "For me. Please?" "Fine." I sighed, wondering what the heck I had just gotten myself into. ...

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A Christmas Egg

Submitted to Contest #92

Christina exhaled long and hard trying to calm her nerves. The wind and snow felt extra cold against the back of her neck. Everything still felt strange after recently chopping all of her hair off. The snowflakes bounced off of her black ski coat. With nothing else she could do she rang the doorbell. Ding dong. Those few moments as she waited at the front door of her childhood home dragged on for ages. The noises from the other side grew louder. The excited yelling from her sisters, the dogs barking, her mom telling everyone to calm down. ...

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Secrets under the Ghoongat

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She walked down the busy street, nervously adjusting her pleats, her gait awkward. The streets were filled with jostling devotees, all dressed in colorful attire – churidhars1, sarees with veils and long skirts, their bangles jangling and shining against the hundreds of lamps that seemed to be everywhere. She could hear the lewd comments being passed around, but they were drowned by the excitement in the voices of the other devotees. She felt the long skirt of her saree entangle between her legs, and paused for a moment to readjust it. She s...

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Lunch Date Surprise

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Trevor panted in front of the bathroom mirror, clutching his face. A wet trickle of blood moved through his fingertips and down his hand. He cursed and hastily reached for some toilet paper. He slapped it on, wincing but refusing to show it outwardly. He checked his phone for the thirtieth time that morning, staring at the last messages:Can’t wait! I’ll see you tomorrow at 4.And Trevor’s reply: Yep. It’s a date then. But it was a date...right? They had met on Tinder. That is a dating app. For dating. Not for hanging out. But he sho...

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The Forester-Smythe Home for Friendly Shadows

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Shiloh Forester-Smythe shivered as a ghost moved through her before digging her hands back into the pie crust she was kneading. Shy was in her twenties, composed of golden curls and a sweet round face and eyes too big and too blue to ignore in most settings. She was short but carried herself as if she were seven feet tall and by the time they left her company, most people would remember her being larger than life. But above all, she was warm. Shy had always been warm and kind since she could remember and that made her what she was: a witch...

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The grass was tall

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The story starts in this old house with two old people in old chairs. Watching the sunset as they did so many years ago. And as they'll do till the end. "Do you remember the summer?" he asked. "How could I ever forget?" he smiled. Years ago... Tall grass was waving, the wind was flitting and romping like a child which gets a new toy. Two persons were wading through the fields and meadows. If you would come closer you could see it were two boys probably around 18 years old. The two boys were going from a school with schoolbags on their bac...

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Forever, my darling

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At the moment, all he could see was the enchanting smile of the only soul who truly ever owned his heart. Before he could comprehend what was happening, Elliot's teammates were all over him. They won. The roar of the crowd in the bleachers was deafening. The moment was too perfect. But all he truly cared about was Lucas. The way Lucas stood back and admired him with his," I am so proud of you", eyes with a hint of a tear. Life suddenly made sense. It all started in the summer of 1981. Elliot and Lucas were best friends and made a...

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A Gentleman Mortician and a Vespertine Visit

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Around five years old, when he first started hearing them. Soft, muted weeping echoing lightly through the cavernous halls just beyond his bedroom door, and by ten he was accustomed to sliding out of bed, yawning, padding to his doorway to step out into the endlessly shadowed maw veining through the upstairs of his family’s home. The moaning creak of the floorboards was easily avoidable if you knew where to slide your feet, which by then he did, and he’d whisper into the dark: “You’re okay. It’s all over now, but stay as long as you need to....

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