Lasts (an acrostic poem)

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Lacking his dialog cue, he marched in a circle

As he muttered incomprehensibly to himself

So it was surprising when he stopped and told everyone to shush

The silence stretched on forever.

So long that when he said his line the audience and cast gave him an ovation.

The Game (a 100 word story)

Alyssa looked at the game before her.  It was so much easier to make a wrong move than a right one.  It was almost like the whole thing was stacked against her.  Forget almost like.  The people who had created the rules didn’t really want her to have a chance.  Still she realized she had to play the game or else admit that she was a loser.  Alyssa was a fighter, not a loser, so she wasn’t about to do that.  That being said, she was all about changing the rules.  She holstered her sign a bit higher and marched.

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