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Compete to Beat Contest #1 Entry

Florence's family hated her. Her mother was yelling at her all day, "You're such a clumsy, horrible child! Why can't you be like your brother?!" Charlie, Flo's older brother, was their mother's obvious favorite, because he was handsome, hard working, and nice. Flo didn't remember much about her father. He had disappeared when Flo was four years old. They all assummed he was dead after some time.

One day, Flo was stirring some stew in an old, brown, rusty pot, and some stew spilled over the edge of the pot. She hoped that she could have it all cleaned up before her mother noticed. But she was too late. "Florence Holkei! Get out of here NOW! I never want you in my sight again!" Flo's mother screamed at her from behind. Not turning around, Flo grabbed her emergency pack from the shelf and ran out the back door.

She ran and ran and ran. She ran until she couldn't run a second longer. Finally, Florence came to an old tree stump and sat down, out of breath. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Why," she cried, "Why does this happen to me? What did I ever do? I wish everyone in my family was dead!"

But then she noticed something. The space in front of her--a deserted field that was unfamiliar to her--didn't seem quite right. There seemed to be something there--a disturbance in the air of some kind. Flo got up from the stump and walked right through the empty-seeming space in from of the tree stump. She ran into something hard. The last thing Flo saw was deep blue door.

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Flo opened her eyes. She was at the same place she was before. But the difference was the blue door that stood out brightly against the field background. Once again, she got up and stood facing the mysterious door. Flo put her pale hand on the doorknob and turned it slowly. She pushed the door forward, and saw something unbelievable.

She was in her town. Flo ran to her home, not sure of what she would find there. She pushed open the door and gasped. Flo's mother and Charlie were lying on the floor, dead. But there was a strange man next to them, also lying dead on the floor. She peered at his face and recognized the pale, thin, face, the rounded nose, and those beatiful, deep, dark blue eyes. She stared at her father for what seemed like forever but then finally gathered herself up.

Flo looked over at the knife on the counter. She knew what she had to do. Flo walked over and picked up the knife. Then she ran it through her heart.

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