Tag: short story
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Week 31 – Reflection
Brian straightened his tie and gave a nod to the mirror. “What do you think? Looking smart?” The reflection looked him up and down as Brian swivelled on the spot. “Not bad,” it replied. “We scrub up well.”
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Week 30 – Twitch
The incessant beeping of cellphones had begun to make Rachel’s eye twitch. The pulling at the corner of her right eye became more frequent with every text tone, gaming alert and keyboard click. It then seemed to travel across her nose and somehow tug on her opposite shoulder with a jolt reminiscent of an electric…
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Week 29 – Hero
He stood atop the building, mask concealing his identity, cape gracefully being lifted up by the wind. The giant “H” on his chest stood for “Hero”. Sometimes he didn’t feel much like a hero, but today he did. Today he felt the power of his ancestors within his veins. He felt the strength of a…
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Week 28 – Scream
The high pitched scream sent ice coursing through their veins and made the hairs on the back of their necks stand on end. They looked up to where the sound came from and immediately rushed towards the stairs, tripping over each other as they both reached for the hand rail to steady their ascent. At…
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Week 27 – Traffic
Only slightly aware of the speeds he was hitting, Dane’s car weaved in and out of traffic. As he closed in on those in front of him, he felt like a predator gaining on its prey, and with the passing of each car, it was like swallowing the vehicles whole. It wasn’t long before the…
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Week 26 – The Call
The phone rings. She pauses mid movement. It’ll be him. The phone rings. Does she answer? It could also be the other man. The phone rings. If she answers and it’s him, what then? Then she’s stuck in conversation. The phone rings. One will help her, the other will upset her. Time is running out.…
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Week 25 – Alibi
The world is so unfair. There’s so much injustice in it. First up, my neighbour gets arrested on suspicion of burglary, even though he had an airtight alibi. Next, my best friend gets picked up for the same job, when he was innocent too! And now, because I’m an “associate” of them both, the cops…
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Week 24 – Bad Day
It was clear the day wasn’t going to go as planned the moment Gemma woke up. Firstly, the power had gone out overnight, leaving her clock radio flashing a time that didn’t match the rising sun. Sitting upright, her eyes skimmed the room for her phone before she made the least graceful climb possible out…
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Week 23 – Moving Day
History placed into boxes with only flickers of memories still attached. A game of Tetris as they’re packed into the car, posters careful not to be bent and a guitar safely angled on top. The house is bare, ripped of its heart; the windows closed as surfaces prepare to gather dust. A final lock of…
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Week 22 – Strange Day
The man had walked past the house three times now. Always from right to left, so the young occupants assumed he must be walking around the block, but it could hardly be for exercise, being that he was wearing a suit. It wasn’t exactly a casual walk either, with awkward jolts almost like a skip…
Kendall Forbes 