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4 Times She Thought is Was a Proposal and the 1 Time it Was

Submitted to Contest #73

She's always been way too smart for me. She knew all of my next moves before I did. I don't think I've managed to surprise her at all in the years that we've been together. I was devastated when she told Jess that she had a feeling I was planning to propose soon. I had at least held out the hope that I could pull off a proposal without her finding out. But obviously, I was still going to do it. Sure, she had figured it out, but I spent a lot of money on the ring and I had been thinking about this moment for weeks. That's when I came up...

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Hope and Believe

Submitted to Contest #73

It was a normal day at Apple Wood High, the football team was practicing, the cheerleaders were cheering, the mean girls were gossiping and Josh was talking away like he always did. “Derek, are you listening to me,” he says. I nod, all I can think of is the long jump team. No one knows that I want to be an olympic long jumper, My parents want me to be some world’s best doctor. They put me in a junior doctors camp until I was in the seventh grade. I secretly wanted to be a long jumper since I was a little boy. I knew if I became a long jumper...

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Setting you free

Submitted to Contest #73

You know, it's one thing to buy someone a cheap card from the store. Hasty and unoriginal, yet oddly comforting to know they care about you. The sentiment of being tracked down after final bell, thrown into a moving vehicle, and being given a mysterious object? Not so much. This sounds like the beginning of an action movie. Contrary to popular belief, I am, in fact, not being kidnapped. Of course, I know where I'm going all the same. Bob clenches the wheel with a bright grin, his faded white shirt with the words "You only live once" meticulo...

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You Know I Don't Like Yellow

Submitted to Contest #73

I’ve been hiding under my table for 6 hours, 6 hours I have been cuddled up next to an iron skillet waiting for the perfect moment to make a run for it. Alex, someone I met on an online dating website about two months ago, gifted me a yellow Canary for Christmas, despite me mentioning that I had a fear of flying animals. Not to mention that the color yellow is the least appealing color on the planet. “Trust me, you’ll love it! The canaries are known to be beautiful singers! Don’t you love singing?” The moment that Alex gave me this ...

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Five Dates

Submitted to Contest #73

The holidays are always full of shit. Lights that give you spots in your eyes and Santas in deflated suits begging you for money in the entrances of supermarkets. Love is pretty nice too, and to my surprise, I wound up getting five dates on Christmas Eve. The first was a complete douchebag, who sadly reminded me of me. Unshaven in the worst way possible, showed up to our coffee date in a sad pair of jeans and faded “I paused my game to be here” shirt. Scratch the thing about him being like me, he reminded me of a little brother. Or someone...

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Hail Mary

Submitted to Contest #72

“So, what you're saying is that being part of the dumbest, weakest, and the most talentless species is actually a good thing?” The green alien stares at me with his five yellow eyes. We're sitting in his tiny office just in front of the heavy lead door that says “Simulation in progress – don't disturb” in big red letters. He's waiting for an answer, clipboard in one of his tentacle-like hands, but all I can think about are his eyes and if all five of them are really that necessary, like, when it comes to eyes, isn't less more? But then I rem...

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ORDER

Submitted to Contest #72

Dylan woke up to the all-too familiar beeps of his alarm clock beside his bed. Almost immediately, a wave of fatigue weighed down on his body and he regretted staying up till 4:00am the night before. The only thing in the world he wanted to do right now was to sleep the day away, but it was a school day. His mom would flay him if he missed school without a solid reason. Sighing, he reached over and groped for the button that would silence the annoying wake up call.Taking a few seconds to enjoy the silence, he tossed the blanket aside and dra...

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To love and to be loved

Submitted to Contest #72

When Samara recieved a letter from her recently deceased aunt May, she didn't know what to feel. She had lived twenty years believing what she was supposed to, as someone who grew up in an orphanage, and then out of nowhere she had inherited the Whitefield mansion as it's sole heir. She knew the Whitefield mansion. There was hardly anyone who hadn't heard of it. The mansion had survived countless foreign invasions, was set on fire thrice and held the ground during one of the worst hurricanes of the country's history. Everyone believed i...

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Love at Second Sight

Submitted to Contest #72

Sitting in the living room of my family's countryside ranch, and gazing out into the vast farmland of rural Iowa is something I will always remember from my childhood. I would watch cattle munch slowly on grass, crop dusters making their rounds above the fields, and the occasional passing of tour buses. Now, life was different. After my father passed away about one and a half years ago, my mom had moved to a small apartment in Philadelphia. My sister May then started her third year of college, and I started my first.  I could remember ...

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When There's a Chance to Let Go by Rain Begines

Submitted to Contest #72

“To my love, Elliot,” Susan’s voice echoes through my mind, sounding like a melodic song playing on repeat.  I felt the cool wind on my face as I stood in the park. I took a deep breath, folding up the letter, and holding it close to my chest. I wasn’t strong enough to read it further. I closed my eyes tightly and leaned against the tree. Our tree. After a moment, I opened my eyes and put the letter in my pocket.  “I’ll see you soon.” I whispered, my fingers lightly brushing over the engraving that reads “S.B+E.SJ”.  I took...

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Sweet Dreams

Submitted to Contest #72

        “We have to be careful,” Mr. Wilson whispered into Kayleigh’s ear, as he was pushing her against the wall in the high school’s storage room. She could feel his warm, heavy breath on her neck, as he gently put his arm on her hip. Their eyes met, and Mr. Wilson leaned in for a kiss. She could feel the soft pressure of his kisses on her lips, as she let her fingers go through Mr. Wilson’s soft, curly, black hair. Entangled in their kiss, they didn’t notice how the door slowly opened. “Oh my goodne...

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Regret

Submitted to Contest #72

“Falling in love with you was never the plan, you know,” I stated, looking down at my hands, pretending to inspect my fingernails, but honestly, I was just trying to avoid making eye contact with him. “Rebecca and Frank tried to set us up long before we ever met, but I had absolutely no interest in dating the man that she described to me. “Rebecca told me all about how you worked for Frank’s construction crew down in Georgia, but that you came up here to Maryland a few times a year to help him with the rental homes, and that even though y...

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The Beta Test

Submitted to Contest #72

The Beta Test Welcome to Beta, land of the reinvented.  My name’s Rissa, and I’ll be your unwilling tour guide. Please refrain from interrupting, I have a lot to say and not a lot of time to do it. Oh, and trust me – you’ll want to listen.  So, where was I? Right, Beta.  This is the world that knows your every whim and is built to serve the harmonious and blessed. The “Chosen Ones”, born in a world free from the burdens of history.  You want a latte? It’s already prepped. Got a headache? Check the mail, aspirin has alread...

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The Money, Mansion and Melissa

Submitted to Contest #72

Namjun was a high school teacher. It wasn't his favorite job. The children were usually disrespectful and the job didn't pay much. It didn't help that he was probably a descendant of the God of destruction. He broke and ruined everything he touched. In fact, it was about a year ago that he had almost burnt down his friends bakery while trying to bake. He was calling roll call right now but he would be somewhat pleasantly surprised later into his lesson. "Ty! Get off of your phone. We're in the middle of a lesson! Do you want me to take i...

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An Unexpected Romance: Yukemi

Submitted to Contest #72

It was just 4 months ago that Yukemi had asked me out. I was taken aback and just agreed. 4 months on and I still have so many questions. Why did she even ask me out? Why am I dating her? Why did I stay in it? “Here Juno! Come here! The fireworks are about to begin, and I want to watch it with you! Oh… what’s up? You seem bothered. Is something on your mind?” I turned around to see a pair of bright green eyes beam straight into mine. Her lips curved at the end into a minute and loving smile. Her dimples were accentuated under the brightn...

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