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Never Been Surer

Submitted to Contest #76

“Will you marry me?” “Renee?” “Are you still breathing?” “Yes, yes, yes, you stupid man! Of course, I’ll marry you!” “Good, because I was starting to get a little worried –” ****** “Do you, Cyril Jameson, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, till death do you part?” “I do.” “Do you, Renee Salazar, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, till death do you part?” “I do.” “I declare you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” ****** “Are you sure ...

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Secrets and Smiles

Submitted to Contest #76

Warning: contains mature themes Lynnea cooks for three today. The smell of spices make her nose all stuffy, and she coughs phlegmatically, wiping off the layer of sweat on her face with a dishcloth. She pours in the oil to heat, wiping her slippery hands on her hair, tied neatly into a tight, painful bun. She would rather be solving the crossword in the newspaper out on the lawn, legs crossed comfortably, the grass still wet underneath her. Or she could be sitting on the couch, leaning back and letting the cool air from outside fan her body,...

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Welcome To Your New Life

Submitted to Contest #75

Dr. O sat in comfortable silence, anticipating the arrival of their next customer. This time of year was the most popular for their services. Something about the Gregorian shift from one calendar to the next always made people want to forget. For as long as they could remember, it had been their job to help those who wanted to change, become anew. To leave one’s past in the past didn't come cheap. In this mortal world, money was an object of power; however, for Dr. O to truly exist within this world, money proved to be more of a requiremen...

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Knight Moves

Submitted to Contest #75

"Alright, I'm never time traveling on internal reserves again!" Jake was staring at themselves in the mirror. The last time Jake had travelled back in time was five years ago after the murder of their brother Devlin. The price for that had been 15 years off of their life.Around that time Jake had been going through a transition process in an attempt to make themselves more androgynous. Unfortunately, for them, the mana in their system had been accelerating the testosterone causing Jake to take on a more masculine look than they were aiming f...

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The Violinist

Winner of Contest #75 🏆

The first time Alin walks by the woman in the corner, she barely notices her. There are too many distractions, detractions, voices in her ear — the harried man waving down a taxicab, the aging street vendor hawking his wares — to separate any one sound from another. It’s all noise, and Alin is used to noise. She doesn’t notice her the second time, either. It’s only luck that she ends up doubling back, returning to the bookshop to process an order she’d forgotten. The bustle of rush hour is still going strong when she politely elbows her...

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Transit

Submitted to Contest #75

I woke up this morning with a weird feeling, but not necessarily a bad one. Maybe it’s best described as that feeling when you’ve slept in a new position and you don’t quite fit in your body. Then you stretch, and you feel more comfortable than ever. That’s how I feel right now. I woke up feeling good.  I looked in the mirror and saw my reflection staring back at me. I looked just the way I thought I should. I can’t say that looking in the mirror was a pleasant experience. After all, I could still see imperfections and insecurities ref...

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Make Today Different (and Other Lies I Tell Myself)

Submitted to Contest #76

Guys like us are the loneliest guys in the world. They got no family. They don’t belong no place.Of Mice and Men. Mandatory reading for English class. I may not work on a ranch and I may have two living parents, but I understand it. I don't belong anywhere. Where is the place for people with severe social anxiety, who shudder at the thought of ordering a coffee? It'd be a quiet place, and there are no quiet places for Angelo Green.Make today different. That's my motto, and I repeat it to myself every day in the mirror. And then I go to schoo...

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Dante's Divine Disappearings

Submitted to Contest #75

I change people’s lives. It’s quite easy actually, people who need me will find my flyer: DANTE’S DIVINE DISAPPEARINGS Want to get away from your current life? Want to change who you are forever? Want to leave it all behind and start afresh? Well come on down to Dante’s Divine Disappearings and we’ll whisk you away from your current plight and land you in a new, much happier life. Then there’s an address beneath, but it changes depending on where the person lives. It’s always in some creepy alleyway that no one goes down though. W...

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Forbidden

Submitted to Contest #75

Short Story Choice of Genre Writing Assignment - Fantasy  It was just like every other Thursday evening in the castle; the king and queen stood strong among their people in the royal court, taking mind of the issues among their kingdom while the princess sat up in her room, laying on silk fitted bed sheets in a puffy purple gown with the most stunning floral embroidery, reading the royal lore. Nothing was unusual about this Thursday evening, until there were guards screaming in the courtyard. “Over there! Get her! Don’t let her get a...

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My last letter to you

Submitted to Contest #75

For five years now I have been trying to fulfil my New Years’ resolution. Every New Year I try to strengthen my resolve to complete my resolution but somehow I lacked the courage to do so. However, this year will be different. I have only one objective-This world has to hear me. It has ignored, ridiculed and molested me for many years and I spit on it for its cruelty towards me. The final countdown has begun. One hour until midnight. One hour until I fulfil my long standing New Years’ resolution. One hour until death. A hallowed existence ...

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The Choice

Shortlisted for Contest #75 ⭐️

Trigger warning: Suicide "I choose myself’"   Les sighed as he made the vow, and he turned his collar up against the harsh wind. He looked down over the edge of the building. This building was 100-126 feet tall; he knows that because stating the estimated building heights from the number of floors was something Cal used to do as they walked by them. Every time they walked by one over 8 floors actually. It was a little-known fact but if you fall from a distance 48 feet you have a 50% chance of dying, if you take that up to...

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A Remedy for Loneliness

Submitted to Contest #75

I stepped out of my car and walked up the flagstone pathway to my friend Rose’s one-story house. We had originally met in college and she was having a celebration for her 29th birthday, meaning that we had known one another for roughly a full decade. I turned that thought over in my mind, coming to terms with the ramifications that had for my own age as I reached out and rang the doorbell. The door opened to reveal a burly man with a wide, genuine grin: Rose’s boyfriend, Kaz. “Welcome, Alice! Grab a drink. Make yourself comfortable! Presen...

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Happiness- a distant dream?

Submitted to Contest #75

It's been 7 years since that incident, I think, there's no point in reminding myself about it over and over again, I look out the window the night is awfully cold, I hope that she is alright and will be here shortly, I look out the window, unable to see anything I take a giant sip of my wine, hopefully this goes well I wrap myself tightly in my best jacket with the emptiness yet loud rapid heartbeats inside me and the lump on my throat I recall that incident "But there's nothing wrong with me!, Let go it hurts" "You'll beg for forgiveness fr...

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Only a Victimized Soul Begs a Vow of Death

Submitted to Contest #75

"I swear, in front of the holy sinful fires and my lifelong bullies that we shall not drink water until-" "You moron!! I ain't dying for this. Shut up and say something else." "..." "Why on earth have you shut your blabbering all of a sudden?" "..." "You idiot!!!! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING!!" "mmmmm..." "Talk otherwise right now I'll throw you into this fire." "They walked across the stale gray day, lights flashing in their eyes, noise blaring in their ears-" "WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU SAYING?!!!!" "You only said to 'shut up and say something ...

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Steps

Submitted to Contest #75

Hi, my name is Alex short for Alexandra but I go by Alex. It’s the start of a new year and I plan on getting a girlfriend. I even went and wrote a step by step plan on how to do so.  Step 1: Get rid of social anxiety I don’t possess the power of magic so we might just have to skip that one. I was just going to get bread from the bakery. That’s all. Nobody was going to notice me and nobody was going to care that I was even present in that area. Knowing this I still get anxious going anywhere. I went to the bakery but as soon as I opened ...

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