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First Lines Contest 2017: Moonlight & Music
“OH FOR GOD’S SAKE!” Blake McIntyre looked at the microwave clock. 2 a.m. He threw open his apartment door and made his way across the hall to hopefully halt the drone that was now filling his ears. He wasn’t amused.
 
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First Lines Contest 2017: A Soul's Kiss
"Moonlight streamed through the open slits of the curtains, dimly illuminating the room. He was there…his gentle hand caressed my shoulder. I couldn’t see him, but the essence of his energy filled my senses.
 
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First Lines Contest 2017: Dysfunction Junction
"Kianna, you have such a pretty face, honey." Miss Bertha examines me as she leans on her tennis ball-capped walker. I'm not sure why she uses the walker; she's very spry for her age.
 
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First Lines Contest 2017: Aliens Got My Sally
QUANTUM BIOLOGIST SALLY JACOBS will discover how freaky the universe can be when a corner of it opens up and swallows her whole. That won’t be because she took a few minutes at the campus café, or because that made her late to observe tonight’s lunar eclipse with a friend. It won’t necessarily be because she follows this deserted shortcut to avoid the shadowed parking lot where carousing fratboys smash car windows, or because of the towering rebreathers that roar against urine-tinted sky.
 
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First Lines Contest 2017: By What We Love
My breath catches as I step out of the elevator. I can't get air. All I see is the image before me: red, angry blotches against a white backdrop.
 
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First Lines Contest 2017: Where There Is Life
My head fills with the sound of metal crunching into metal, the sensation of my body flinging forward then back, a scream that I'm not sure emerges from my throat. "Autumn, can you hear me?" My mother's voice filters through the noise.
 
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First Lines Contest 2017: Skinny Me
The woman in front of me steps up to the teller. She is tall, at least five foot nine. Her brown hair flows down her back in graceful waves.
 
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First Lines Contest 2017: Mary's Journey Continues
Did you know that it’s possible to own a ghost? Well, we do. She arrived in a Victorian trunk that my wife and I purchased not too long ago, and her name is Mary. Currently, she exists in her camelback trunk on our carport here in Georgia.
 
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In ten days, Thanksgiving 2016 would be a wrap. For one metro Atlanta family, this meant two of three sisters had less than a day to decide whether or not to be at their parent's table for the feast. The oldest sister, Glenda, would be there, showcasing her new love interest.
 
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