Category: Fortnightly 300 Word Story Group
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The Beginning
“Impressive. She manages to get everyone to kowtow.” I flopped on the wooden bench, exhausted, hating people, and resenting my mother. Closing my eyes, I rubbed my temples. The bench moved as some joined me. My eyes snapped open to Father Jackson’s smiling, portly face. “What’re you thinking?” I was wondering if I could skip…
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Missy’s Engagement Announcement
“Impressive, Lily. Not everyone can get lost with GPS.” “Calm down, we’re almost there.” “We’re going to be late.” Missy Jackson was my best friend, but there were times she could test my patience. Today was one of those days. I should have told her to leave me alone when she arrived earlier that morning,…
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I Love Sofia
“Profundity? That’s a big word,” John smirked. Sofia’s hackles went up. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Nothing.” “Is it because I’m a woman?” “Don’t be silly.” “Is it because I’m from Brooklyn – and not the trendy, hipster Brooklyn?” He shook his head. “It’s because my dad was a construction worker.” “This is getting out…
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The Dirty Old Man
“Not again,” Lisa muttered before turning to the man tapping her shoulder. She looked him up and down. What was it about her that attracted middle aged men? At least this one seemed to be in decent shape. Still, he could be her father’s older brother. Another dirty old man. “Look, sir, I’m sure you’re…
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The Junkyard
“America, that trellis your father constructed out of reclaimed wood killed all of my roses.” My mother stood at the window, shaking her head in frustration. “I told you it was a bad idea to get garden supplies out of that nasty old abandoned junkyard.” “You told us not to go there because it’s haunted,…
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