Fall Writing Competition ’24

Pretty Isn’t Pretty Enough

A warm feeling moved from Gwen’s chest to her hand. In a swift moment, she walked to her bag, grabbed her scissors, and took a step towards Abigail. She paused for a moment, the sound of Abigail’s cackle refusing to leave her mind. Gwen walked next to Abigail, grabbed her ponytail, and cut a chunk out of it. She didn’t deserve to have beautiful, long blonde hair. Abigail screamed, and Gwen shoved the hair into her sweatshirt pocket.

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Lobo

Lobo Julie Aaron   Hell is in Texas. At least a portal to it is. Right in the town center of the dying community of Lobo; previously the gateway to the west, sole aquifer for over 100 miles, and depot to the Southern Pacific Railroad. Currently, it’s a gnarled opening in the concrete where it’s

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let’s meet up in uncanny valley

At work, you text me a headline: Decatur Town Square Moth Man. And you say he’s here!!! And I read the article, and it’s a Decatur in Texas, not ours in Georgia.  But you so seldom text me at work that I reply wow!! When I scroll through older messages, it’s you saying wanna come over and me saying sure over and over. Sometimes, you send articles about whatever cryptid caught your eye this month. Sasquatch stuff in October. Now, November, Mothman. 

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