Semi-finalist #4

Name: Taffy Lovell “Angelica!” Again with the yelling. My sister seriously doesn’t get the idea of sleeping in. Or how mornings should be enjoyed in peace and— “You said you’d drive today!” Yeah.Yeah. I glance at the digital Mickey clock and groan; I could have slept in twenty more minutes. I woke all twisted up in my sheets. Norma came to me last night in my dreams. My shrink told me to write down any Read more…

Semi-finalist #5

Name: Sharon Bayliss Warren’s mother had taped his old Star Wars comforter over the patio door of their apartment.  He didn’t pause too long to wonder why.  His mother suffered from what his brother called, “severe eccentricity,” and blacking out the windows with old sheets for no obvious reason wasn’t out of character. All in all, she had done better than he had expected in her first year with both of her sons out of Read more…

Semi-finalist #6

Name: Lori Freeland I hated cemeteries. Which sucked for me, because as of noon today, Restland Memorial Park became my sister’s new permanent address.  The service and burial finished, the last thing to get through was this farce of a reception. At my house, no less. How much longer would I have to stand here in these tight shoes pretending I hadn’t died along with Claire? I wedged myself farther into the corner between the Read more…

Semi-finalist #7

Name: R. A. Desilets My father dropped the last bag with a huff and looked over the long winding sidewalk up to the main set of brownstones xxxxxxxxx. “Are you sure you don’t want us to come in with you?” I shook my head.   My mother arched her eyebrow. She looked at the measly two bags that I had packed. “We could come back with more of your stuff, you know. It’s not a Read more…

Semi-finalist #8

Name: A.E. Martin After a three month leave I was looking forward to going back to work, even though that involved dealing with demon politics that made being stuck between a rock and a hard place look like a cozy place to take a nap. When I left the parking lot though, I had a nice reality check waiting for me in the form of people marching and chanting up and down the sidewalk and Read more…

Semi-finalist #9

Name: Crystal Licata If I would have known I was going to die before my xxxxxx birthday I would have definitely been more reckless. Like ran off with some hot college guy to the city for the weekend or chopped off all my hair for once. Or simply just stopped wasting my time planning my future. But it was too late for rebellious weekend or a new hairstyle. And it was too late to live Read more…

Semi-finalist #10

Name: Laura Josephsen Wen stood outside the dragon’s cave,his shield on one arm and a small glass bottle of invincibility potion clutched in his fist. The full moon shone brightly down on him and he looked up at it,trying to judge if it was at the right position. The contents of the glass bottle were starting to glow, so he supposed it was. Mindful of the instructions the witch had given him, he uncorked the Read more…

Semi-finalist #11

Name: 1000th.monkey It’s easy to forget that crazy is relative, like how I never think about Triss’ driving until someone new gets in the back of her car. Last week she offered to drop Dave and Sam at the mall. When Triss spun the wheel and yanked up on the e-brake, Sam clocked me in the head as he fought to stay upright. He and Dave were screaming at Triss to pull over, and that’s Read more…

Semi-finalist #12

Name: Kendra Gale I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. The wind was blowing, and I`d gotten chilled from the walk home fromschool, so I’d taken my book into the parlor and curled up in the patch ofsunlight on the hardwood floor, up against the back of the big leatherchair that had been Father’s. The sun was so warm that by the time thedoor opened, I was nearly asleep. “Please, come in and have a seat.” Della Read more…

Semi-finalist #13

Name: Jenny Kaczorowski Emma hadn’t slept in three days. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the river again. Saw her again. She shuddered and forced herself to watch the mourners gathering around the grave at the base of the hill. The black-clad figures clung to one another, finding comfort in knowing they didn’t mourn alone. Comfort Emma couldn’t share. Even from where she stood at the crest of the cemetery, their shock and Read more…