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Weak Liar

Submitted to Contest #76

Artemis, Jaemin, May, Yoonki, Doseok, Taehyun and Jungguk had gotten together at Yoonki's place to talk. Yoonki had called a friend meeting that excluded Jun. He had something important to talk about. "So, what are we here for?" Jaemin asked Yoonki once they were all sat down on the couches in the living room. "And why isn't Jun invited?" Asked Doseok asked. "You're not still angry about him walking in on you guys, are you?" Artemis asked. "You guys know how Yoonki holds grudges. Don't be too worried. This isn't about that anyway." M...

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Best Man

Submitted to Contest #76

-Dude, it's the last warning, I need to close the bar. Said the bar owner. -My best friend is getting married. -That's nice... -And I am his best man. -This is even better... -I was. -But I need to close. -You know when you've always been a coward and when you finally take action, it's too late and you miss the chance. -I think so, but seriously, man... -That's it. All my life I never fought for anything, I just accepted what was coming and I was satisfied. My friend, who is getting married, is not like me. He always knew how to live life an...

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Two Sides

Submitted to Contest #76

"They've caught him."  "I can't believe it- he's caught."  "The one whose been wrecking all this havoc, raiding our vessels, stealing shipments of food and medicine- they've captured him."  "He's real dangerous; he's been evading us since the day this war started. It's as if he's a ghost, there one moment, completely gone the next. But this time, our men out-tricked the trickster. This time, we've got him." The murmured words, hissed through excited teeth, crowded Thomas' ears as he made his way down the corridor. The...

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The All-Shtar

Submitted to Contest #76

“Sally was perfect, and shince she was perfect, she couldn’t be anything lesh.” “You’re over-correcting Toby. Remember, go slowly. You get the shh sound by bringing your tongue back and the ss sound by bringing it forward. Let’s try the sentence one more time.” “Okay, Sally was perfect and… since… she was perfect, she couldn’t be anything less. Better?” “Much better. So, now that the exercises are done, let’s just talk and I’ll see what else we can work on before we finish for the day.” “Shure-sure, what is new with you?” “Well, my sist...

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Monolingual

Submitted to Contest #76

Author’s Note: Due to the story being published on an English website, there will be no foreign languages spoken in this story, however, because of its nature, please take in consideration that the character’s thoughts are meant to be in another language, hence the title. Judgment was my weakness point. It is my weakness point. It’ll always be my weakness point. Forever. No one likes it, yet everyone seems so ready to give it for free, as if it’s an ugly weight they carry around and want to get rid of. And in educational facilities, perh...

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Paper Cranes

Submitted to Contest #76

        I was ten years old when I saw him for the first time. He was sitting at my lunch table, bent over a piece of paper. His dark brown curls fell over his face, so I couldn’t see his eyes. I set my lunch down in front of him and sat down at the table. “Hello,” he said, looking up at me with big brown eyes. I wanted to ask him what his name was. I wanted to ask what he was doing with that paper in front of him. I wanted to ask him so many things. “why are you sitting at my table?” I asked instead...

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the truth teller.

Submitted to Contest #76

Giving up was never an option. The bright fluorescent lights glared back to life as the portable hospital bed was wheeled into the room. A petite brunette girl squinted as she looked up. Tears streamed down her bloody face and the mask that covered her face fogged up as she breathed. She kept sobbing which stopped her from breathing momentarily while the doctor told her to calm down. After a few minutes the doctors had hooked her up to an IV cord and the tube snaked under her blanket. That’s when she lost consciousness.  This proba...

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The Anima App (Prolouge)

Submitted to Contest #76

“Could you tell me that story again, daddy?” “I’m tired, Caddy. Go ask your brother” “But I can’t sleep!” “I’m serious, young lady. I don’t want to hear it” “Quinn won’t tell it correctly!” “Young lady, I don’t want to hear that excuse again!” “But it’s true! He’s just going to be all moody. I don’t like it when he tells me stories!” “Have you ever heard his version of my tale?” “...” “Exactly. Now sweetie, remember what I told you?” “Always wash my hands after each meal? Go talk to those terrible girls across the street?” “No, but you ought...

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Tongue Tied

Submitted to Contest #76

My heart raced as I stood, my back resting against the chipped wall, watching my mother stand over the poor rigid creature who had been paralysed for the last few horrific days. The room was ice cold as my mother began pacing around the room, her eyes still glued to the thing that lay underneath her defeatedly. I began shivering uncontrollably as my lungs began to burn from the cold.Mother had warned me not to utter a word in front of the creature disguised as a girl. She referred to her as a beast, but I knew better. As a young girl, I’d al...

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Your Desires Pave Your Way

Submitted to Contest #76

Your Desires Pave Your Way “Dad, I’m grown up and I want you to divide the property and give my share of the wealth. I need it as early as possible.” Cyprian, the pet son, demanded from his dad. “My beloved son, do you lack anything here? Whatever I have, it’s all yours. Don’t go away from your dad’s protection and security. Life alone is difficult, my son. Don’t go away from your home.” Dad expresses his concern for his son. “ I don’t want to hear anything. I’m fed up of remaining under your control. Give my share of the property and let ...

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blurry lines

Submitted to Contest #76

whats the line between friendship or something more?She felt so radiant, so happy and head over heels but the fear, fear of losing this, losing him, made her choke. Choke on her words, on moving further forward, on defining what this was.This. This weird friendship, that seemed to blur into something more. Drunken kisses, showing up to her lectures, wrapping her tight in his hoodies, commenting on what music she was listening to, inviting her over in the middle of the night to play wii and curl up together on the couch. To bring her cups of ...

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A shoe beer is when you chug beer out of a shoe

Submitted to Contest #76

'No like you don't get it she was like cute cute, like bring home to mom cute.''Bro do you understand that you say this exact sentence to me, like this exact sentence to me, every other week''Ok but this time it's different''It was different with Ally''Ok Ally was- ok yeah Ally didn't go according to plan but-''And what's this girl's name''Callie''You're fucking with me''No what Callie's a fine name, I think it's actually kind of cute''I swear to god next week you're gonna be telling me about this cute girl named Sally''Come on bro don't be ...

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The Words Left Unsaid

Submitted to Contest #76

Content warning: suicide, rape "I was staring into the mirror. Looking at my long blonde hair. Looking at my hazel eyes. I looked like an innocent doe. My eyes looked so round and wondering. Then I looked down. I saw the cuts on my forearm. I looked back up into the mirror, and I saw my seemingly innocent eyes, and I began to yell, 'It wasn't your fault! You didn't deserve it!' Then I heard my mom banging on the locked door. She was yelling too, but I can't remember what she said. The next thing I do remember was my hand gushing blood, and g...

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Background Character

Submitted to Contest #76

It was another cliche morning out of a book, the despondent gray clouds hung over the city like a cloak, like straight out of a true-crime novel, which was odd since it wasn’t my genre. I rushed down the street, my heavy woolen coat feeling five times heavier than usual as it absorbed the moisture that invaded the air, hand clasped around my plain brown briefcase, standard issue. My first stop was the coffee shop, and I gave my order to the man who was there, every day, every time. As I stood in the line I was knocked off balance when som...

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The smoking area

Submitted to Contest #76

‘Why did you come out here?’ ‘Too hot. Not a night for all black attire.’ ‘Yeah you didn’t think that one through, did you?’ she opened her palm, gesturing for the lighter. She lit her cigarette, took a drag and pondered. ‘You know- I fucking hate this place.’ ‘How come?’ I perched myself on the wall. The moisture seeped between my jeans. I was too tipsy to care. ‘I just think it’s pretty shit. I mean, there’s nothing special about this place is there?’ ‘No I suppose there isn’t, I get what you mean. Every time I come here I feel like a gran...

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