The competition is finally over. We had some controversies along the way, but overall I think the event was successful. I am sure that the writers enjoyed the opportunity to showcase their pieces, and that the readers enjoyed the opportunity to read stories coming from all sorts of backgrounds.
A big thank you therefore for everyone who got involved. And stay tuned for the next competitions, I have some nice ideas for them.
As you can see from the image above, we had over 5,000 votes on the Grand Final. Sunset by Ginger Edwards took 32% of them, Lefty’s Disappearance by Andrew Rambo 21% and Teens Gone Wild by Benjamin Hall 20%. Congrats to the three winners, and please send me an email via the contact form so that I can arrange the delivery of your prizes.
I will leave you now with the big winner.
Sunset by Ginger Edwards
The chemotherapy left Dorothy minus her eyebrows and eyelashes, and with fuzz in place of her once long, brown hair. Some days she felt too sick to get out of bed, but did because her son, Jimmy, needed her. He was her strength and her joy.
In spite of the surgery and treatments, the last tests showed new cancer. Her close relatives were gone and her friends were unable to assume the responsibility of raising a child. Who would take care of her seven-year-old son?
Dorothy approached two adoption agencies, but they denied her plea to choose Jimmy’s new parents. In desperation, she sought the help of an attorney. With his assistance, they devised a plan for legal adoption where she could make the decision of who would raise her son. After interviewing several prospects, she chose a loving couple who dearly wanted her boy.
Unsure how to tell her precious son that after losing his father, he was going to lose her as well, Dorothy searched deep within for the strength to do what must be done. Later that afternoon she took Jimmy to the beach. Most of the day visitors were packing up their towels, hats, umbrellas, coolers and suntan lotion to go home with sun-reddened skin and sand chaffing inside their bathing suits.
Barefooted, Dorothy and Jimmy wore jeans with the pant legs rolled up and matching sweat jackets with the hoods pulled down. Jimmy ran ahead, picked up a seashell and held it high as he raced back for Dorothy to admire it. Together they strolled along the water’s edge, digging their toes into the wet sand. They sat on a flat rock watching the waves’ lacy edges embrace the beach.
Dorothy took a deep breath. “Honey, sometimes people go to heaven when they don’t want to leave the people they love.”
The boy nodded. “You mean like Daddy.”
“Yes, like Daddy.” She watched Jimmy play with his seashell as the sun slid lower in the sky, coloring the dancing waves a golden hue.
“I’m going to visit Daddy soon. While I’m away, I found a nice couple who will care for you.”
Jimmy looked out over the ocean and smiled.
Dorothy followed his gaze to see a lone seagull silhouetted against the horizon. A second gull appeared and together they flew toward the glowing sunset. Tears trickled down her cheeks.
Jimmy took her hand. “Don’t cry Mommy. You can hug Daddy for me.”
6 thoughts on “Short Story Competition: The Winners”
Congratulations Ginger, Andrew and Benjamin!
Congratulations to all! Thank you, Dailywritingtips for the opportunity you gave me to share my short story, “The Intruder”. I enjoyed the variety of stories presented.
Congratulations. It is really a very beautiful story!
Thank you DailyWritingTips for hosting this contest, and WhiteSmoke for sponsoring it. This is the first time any of my work has seen the light of day, so I appreciate the opportunity you gave me.
There were two exceptionally good stories that I would like to mention as my favorites—“The Intruder” by Eunie Guyre and “Morning Meeting” by Jaguar.
Thank you for offering this opportunity to all of us writers and readers as well as your Daily Writing Tips which I look forward to each morning.
I usually write speculative fiction, however SUNSET is near and dear to my heart. Both of my parents as well as my step dad died of cancer and my daughter is a cancer survivor. This was written when my daughter was going through chemotherapy. With so many families touched by this disease, I wanted to honor those heroes who bravely fight their battles with the support, love and understanding of their families.
I also want to thank White Smoke, it’s a great program.
i would like a chance to take part.