I had originally posted this short story with high hopes, whilst the competition was still active. But I had finished sometime late last year.
I have posted this short story on the Write4Fun competition for short stories.
I had awaited for the news to come back.
I had posted this explaining how to enter the contest, what how had to enter. And even the rules and the list of prizes.
The prizes were some technology of sorts, $1000, and even if you didn't come in any of the qualifying positions to have your short story or poem published in a book. (The winners also gets included in the book... Obviously.)
But that original chapter, apparently grew legs and run away for the hills, conveniently.
So I have made this instead, because of the inconvenience.
Sorry.
YOU ARE READING
Death Grip
Paranormal'I want to go home.' I say. 'And I want to go to the moon, but that ain't happening...' says Carter. A story that was made for a activity for my class, then my teacher told me to put it into a comp. Which I agreed to, and I did. Just a little short...
