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how i win – 88/1000

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“What’s wrong with her? It’s almost like she doesn’t want you to be happy no matter who you’re with. She only cares about herself.”

“I know, that’s why I’m done with her.”

“You’re not going to say anything back? She said horrible things to you, she was a total bitch to you!”

“No, I’m not a confrontational person like that.”

“How can you let her get away with that? She roasted you!”

“It’s fine.”

“How can you handle being torn apart like that?

“People look at me and think they know all about me, and that is how I win.”… Read the rest

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my first true story – 87/1000

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This neglect has gone on far too long, the neglect of my heart, the neglect of my spirt.

It’s no one’s fault but mine, I could have changed things at any time, but I am a lazy fuck, and my own worst enemy.

This is my first true story: I am never enough.

I’m a bad friend, I’m unemployable, I’m selfish, I’m scared all the time.

I need to be the main character of my own life now, and not let anyone else get in my way.

Keep your eyes peeled, one day you might see me begin to shine.… Read the rest

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missed call – 86/1000

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I took my time walking to the door, because inside, the house was empty.

It was raining and I didn’t have an umbrella, but there were so few things I cared about, the wet didn’t bother me at all.

I slid the key into the lock, and when I pushed open the door the phone was ringing, but didn’t I rush to answer it. There was nothing to rush for, or towards, anymore.

The machine picked up after the beep.

“Honey, it’s me. You have to come back and get me. It’s so cold here. Am I in a coffin?”… Read the rest

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bodysnatcher – 85/1000

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She looked better in my body than I did. She wore the curves more comfortably, ignored the rolls of fat completely, and smiled like she knew she was the most interesting person in the room wherever she went.

She makes me see that I could have lived another life, or could I?

Wouldn’t another soul have to literally embody me to make me another me?

Wait.

Where am I? Why’s it so dark here?

I see her turning toward me and smiling, she sees me, but no one else does.

She took me, and I let her have me, happily.… Read the rest

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celebration? 84/1000

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Her love was gone, but her life had to move on, there was no question in that.

She was young, she was beautiful, she had plenty of time left for things to change.

Maybe they would even change here, at this wedding she was invited to; maybe she’d dance with her future husband, and not even know it.

It was hard watching the other couples twirl and kiss when she had no one to touch, or no one to touch her.

Shouldn’t she celebrate the love she wants the most?

It’s hard when you don’t have nearly what you want.… Read the rest

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the ticket home – 83/1000

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After the battle, he was lucky make it into the medical tent, let alone get a bed.

He guessed that’s what happens when you lose three limbs in one day; you get special treatment.

With two legs and an arm gone, he wondered whether he would ever walk again.

Nurses and Medics raced between the beds, doing the best they could, but I know a lot of people died that day.

I was one of the lucky ones out in that field, being tended to under the big gray dome of the sky, knowing eventually I’d get to go home.… Read the rest

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but we’d live – 82/1000

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“Traitor.”

“I only did what I thought was right.”

“You did what you thought was right at the expense of everyone else!”

“But I had to!”

“No, you didn’t have to. You could have made the choice that saves everyone, not just the strongest among us.”

“But they were holding us back.”

“It doesn’t matter if they were holding us back, those were our friends. You knew when you let that door close, they’d die.”

“But we’d live.”

“For what?”

Silence while his mouth opened and closed like a fish, slow, senseless.

“Don’t you still love me?”

“Well, not anymore.”… Read the rest

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revenge at the castle – 81/1000

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I stormed his castle, crossed the moat onto the muddy ground, pressing myself against the outer wall and shimmying sideways until I found an opening.

I raced up stairs, fighting off swordsmen, and people throwing rocks. But I dodged and ducked and moved higher until I found his room, where he hid from me – with her.

“How dare you barge in here?” he roared.

“How dare you betray me?”

He draws a sword and we spar, metal clanking and breaths huffing, much like they used to between us.

“You deserve this,” I say, and plunged my hilt to his … Read the rest