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Nacho

Submitted to Contest #93

Pedro and Raul helped to clean up inside their father's Mexican Restaurant after a rather busy Cinco de Mayo celebration. Pedro wiped down the tables, and Raul washed dishes in the kitchen. It was the fifth of May, and Raul and Pedro's father, Jose, held a "Half-price Tacos" and a "Half-price Margaritas" promotion for Cinco de Mayo at his restaurant, "Casa del Sol", and they had a big influx of customers. But closing time inevitably came at 8o' clock that night. Raul washed the dishes, cleaned the stove and counter tops, and mopped the kitch...

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House of Wolves

Submitted to Contest #92

Darkness presses all around me. I try to look around, but I can’t see anything. No matter how I turn my head my surroundings are pitch black. I feel as if I was floating in space.  I awake with a jolt. I am in my family’s car. I was just asleep. I already can’t remember my nightmare. My Dad is driving, and my mom is looking at me worriedly. “Are you okay, Jean?” she asks, and I nod at her. I turn to look out the window. I can see for a long way, until the green fields give way to woods. I can even see the purple haze that must be the m...

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Clean up, Clean up, Everybody Everywhere!

Submitted to Contest #93

The pretzels and popcorn were spilled onto the floor and stomped into the, what once was pristine, rug. Everleigh bent over and picked up red Solo cups and put them into her black trash bag. “Was it a bad idea? Y’know, having a party while Mom and Dad aren’t here?” Everleigh asked. Everleigh and I were twins, fourteen years old, both of us. We’d never gone to a party or thrown one. When Mom and Dad left for Hawaii this morning, we decided it would be a great idea to throw a party. Luckily they wouldn’t be home for a few days, so we defini...

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“All the lights are dead”

Submitted to Contest #92

Klaus’s red eyes were staring at the horizon for 10 minutes straight and he noticed a storm gathering up. Klaus was a 19 year old artist living in a city apartment. He said, “A storm? Can it get any worse?” Right after that, an explosion brightened up the sky endlessly. In the far distance the electric power station blew up and burned into rubble and there was total darkness. All the lights were dead. Everyone freaked out and panicked when some soldiers were telling people to get under shelter immediately. Klaus watching from the roof was pu...

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Boy Crazy

Submitted to Contest #92

The whole city was talking about the blackout, even though by today’s standards the internet was taking its baby steps. Alyson’s computer shut off around the time Marlon came over to tell her. The phone wouldn’t have worked anyway. The power was dead. No MSN Messenger chat, no cell towers, no nothing. Somehow Marlon had a way of getting to Aly’s house the second anything happened. Maybe word of mouth was faster back then. He came to get her because stores were still open on Main Street even though the power was out. In the middle of the af...

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A Festival Disaster

Submitted to Contest #92

“Stop asking if you can come with!” William shouted, “You’re only eight years old, and it’s your bedtime!” “But I wanna go to the festival with you this year” the boy uttered. “You can go when you’re 12, Noah.” William said back, as Noah sighed loudly. “I’ve got to go now, take care of gramps” “are you meeting with Lilith this time?” Noah asked, “Because if you are, you ought to tell her that you have a humongous, ginormous crush on her” “I will not- I do not have a crush on Lilith! And where did you get that vocabulary? “with all the t...

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The lost child

Submitted to Contest #93

IT was the festival of spring. From the wintry shades of narrow lanes and alleys emerged a gaily clad humanity. Some walked, some rode on horses, others sat, being carried in bamboo and bullock carts. One little boy ran between his father’s legs, brimming over with life and laughter.“Come, child, come,” called his parents, as he lagged behind, fascinated by the toys in the shops that lined the way. He hurried towards his parents, his feet obedient to their call, his eyes still lingering on the receding toys. As he came to where they had stop...

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Lost Among The Stars

Submitted to Contest #93

Tina was excited to go to the Film Festival. As every year she would make sure to have every day of the festival free to enjoy the movies from all around the world and the program full of interviews with directors and film making activities. Zlin Film Festival is a long-running celebration of both animated and live-action movies for children and young people. Tina has been one of the festivals goes since she could remember. Nowadays she was used to seeing the faces of excited children in the front rows of cinemas and imagined herself in the ...

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Help

Submitted to Contest #92

C/W: Abuse, anxiety   Ringo shakes, his tag jingling against the leash clip. As I'm walking to the second-to-last class of the day, some kid bumps into me. My bruises ache under my sweatshirt and jeans as I shuffle sideways, my anxiety levels rising. Ringo looks up at me,  the bright afternoon light shining on his dark fur. I keep walking, struggling as I try to maneuver around the oblivious students in the hallway. I stop and move against the wall, agitated by their carelessness. Finally, after the halls clear, I sit down against ...

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Blackout Nightmares

Submitted to Contest #92

“It’s cloudy today, huh?” My mother woke me up by opening my curtains, letting in what little sunlight there was on that fateful Tuesday morning. That should’ve told us, I guess, since we see rain and storms often here and it was all cloudy. I thought nothing of it, though, and laid in bed for a bit. ‘God, I don’t want to get up, just let me lay here forever,’ I thought. I never was easily woken up, I valued my sleep more than a librarian valued their books. I yelled, “UGGGGHHH, LET ME DIE IN DARKNESS” my mother just rolled her eyes at my an...

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Darkness into Light

Submitted to Contest #92

Deep. Dark. No end. No light. Trapped in a bottomless pit.This was exactly what a seventh grade girl named Crystal was experiencing because her sister was about to leave for college.Crystal had been dreading this moment since she found out her sister was going to attend a school in Oklahoma instead of Virginia where their immediate family was. Well, most of their immediate family. Crystal’s older brother lived in Oklahoma ever since he began college there nearly four years ago. Besides him, all of Crystal’s family lived in Virginia because t...

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The Turn-Around

Submitted to Contest #92

Cassidy wasn't very outgoing. She wasn't very kind. She didn't care what people thought of her, nor did she care for others. Cassidy never found joy in life, all she found was misery. She was bullied in school, she had no friends. Her parents fought and her brother was a crybaby. She was referred to as "emo". Her hair was pitch black. Her clothes usually consisted of black and purple. The worst part about her were her eyes. They were like little ice chips that stared straight into souls. She hated the stupid black cat that followed her every...

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The Demon And The Angel

Submitted to Contest #92

Intro Hi, My name is Lexi I’m a demon. I love it too. I’m 17. I can be as bad as I want and not get in any trouble.‘Cause nobody cares what I do just so long as I don’t act like a goody-two-shoes. Which I would never do because being a goody-two-shoes it’s not really my style. I can Teleport to places I think of or I can change into people to hide. But, I don’t have many friends I used to but… We moved so I can’t see them unless I Teleport to them or the other way around. Lexi Cola School [Me] Hey Mom [Mom] Hey how’d you sleep? [Me] Ok.[Mo...

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How to Make Friends and Get Some Revenge

Submitted to Contest #91

Marissa had originally been excited to meet up with her friends. Yeah, they were going to a coffee shop, but there was probably tea on the menu. Besides, it wasn’t like they would only drink coffee, they would also go shopping together so she was sure to have some fun with her friends, right? She had hoped so, but it started to seem like maybe she wouldn’t. She had told her parents as they were dropping her off that she would need to be picked up at four o’clock, a decision she was now seriously regretting. None of her friends were there yet...

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Overdue

Submitted to Contest #91

“Two weeks,” is what the librarian had snarled to Violet at the checkout counter. Violet had nodded and quickly shoved the book in her bag, running out of the library and going to soccer practice. She hadn’t started reading the book when she remembered it was nearly overdue. There was no way Violet was letting one of her books be overdue.  She'd always been scared of that librarian. Usually, librarians had soft smiles and warm personalities, but this one always shot Violet with withering glares before she even thought of making a sound...

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