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Overall Winners Announced!
Audience
Winner: She touched the side of the bed where Dad used to be. All at once,
the world had too little oxygen. // by Owen Javellana
Judges
Winner:
She smashed her bare heel into her roommates face, relishing
chocolate milk and oxygen now unshared. // by
Agatha Renee Rigdon
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Finals // Assigned
Word
oxygen
Congratulations to all
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Top 25 Final Round Stories
It was no laughing matter
when nitrogen came in between the happy oxygen couple – oh yes it
was. // by Daniella Bagdadi
“When I was your age, oxygen only cost a nickel,” Grandpa said. “But
gas has always been expensive.” // by Amanda Yam
Pressure. Can’t breath. Passing out. Need oxygen. Bright light. I’m
awake. Cat’s on my chest. Again. // by Tom Peterson
A laser that turns oxygen into diamonds?! It sounds impossible, but
it was the end of everything. // by Jennifer Heller
Oxygen and his two hydrogens had nothing in common, but to make the
family work they’d have to bond. // by Nick Vujovic
Oxygen polluted with our scorched failure, blackened spit. A meal
nine months in the making. Burned. // by Matt Flickinger
I don't care if there isn't any oxygen out there. You can't tell me
where I can go. That's racist. // by David Shute
Hydrogen and like friend seek available open-minded oxygen for wet
time. No weirdos. // by Justin Cranford
Like oxygen to a lung, an idea penetrated my mind, traversed my
arms, and energized my keyboard. // by Shawn Hansen
Silver dollars clank into the tray of the slot machine. “Finally, I
can buy that new oxygen tank!” // by Cynthia Delashmutt
“I’m leaving you. You’re old news.” “That’s an oxygen,” he mocks.
“You mean Oxymoron. Moron.” // by Christine Bartsch
She touched the side of the bed where Dad used to be. All at once,
the world had too little oxygen. // by Owen Javellana
When my oxygen tank was empty, I knew that what I’d feared all along
was true: I was not human. // by Icarus Graeme
The Last Theorem: (-resources)(people^people)(∞consumption) = ø
oxygen // by SaraBeth Swain
replacing the oxygen canisters with a nitrous mix always led to an
amusing day at the senior center. // by Vera Beaton
She smashed her bare heel into her roommates face, relishing
chocolate milk and oxygen now unshared. // by Agatha Renee Rigdon
Too late, I figured out the oxygen gauge symbols. My last thought?
Symbol for "empty" not intuitive. // by Joe Sweeney
Billy’s favorite element is oxygen because sixteen is his favorite
number. He is an irrelevant boy. // by Kara Frantzich
The foul smell drained the oxygen from the room, but she couldn't
reprimand her grandma for farting. // by Diane Rusignola
We danced slow circles. Those days when the oxygen was thick and you
still thought I was beautiful. // by Carrie L. Briggs
“I’ll sink wearing something this heavy,” said the diver discarding
his oxygen tank. “Safety first.” // by Josh Keen
Turns out polluters do go to Hell. Is it one oxygen, two hydrogen? I
keep dropping the tweezers. // by Chris Bridges
Six eyes, a barrel of oil, and no need for the polluted oxygen that
filled the air. Robots rule. // by Bill Bibo
The boy cried as he watched the fish drown in too much oxygen. It
was the first time he saw death. // by Erin Gulyas
Uncle Leo’s oxygen tank got mixed up with the clown’s balloon helium
tank. Happy Birthday, Billy. // by Brice Maiurro
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