SYTYCW – Week 8 Results

14 Oct

This was a crazy week – I found myself watching the numbers and hitting refresh. The voting slowed to almost a stop 2 hours before voting closed, but before that it was anyone’s game. The bottom 6 changed order every 15 mins. It really came down to the last few votes. Again we lost one I was dying to see where it was going!

And so, we want to send a big thanks to the bottom two who will not be returning next week:

FIVE

There are two rooms my mom and I don’t rent folks at our motel: No. 3 has all kinds of problems with the plumbing and the wiring never works right, but the main problem is No. 13… it eats people. No blood, guts, or gore… if they go in they just won’t come out and that means we’d have to hide another car.

It’s not a secret that’s easy to live with, turns my stomach most every day, but the night that policeman showed up I nearly lost my dinner all over my shoes.

He handed me a photo of a man in a prison uniform and somewhere under the beard and long hair I recognized him, even though it had been a couple of years since I’d seen my father.

I listened as he told me he’d tracked my father halfway across Arizona and into Utah like it would make some difference to me, “He’s supposed to be dead.”

“He was alive the last time I saw him, son,” he reached for his wallet saying he’d need a room while he searched; I picked up the key to room 13 and wondered what the hell I was doing.

He asked me if I’d bring him some extra towels and some of those little shampoo bottles when I got a chance and I told him I would, after all he probably wouldn’t even be there, the longest anyone had lasted was a half an hour and that was only until the door blew shut behind him.

He stepped outside and suddenly I wanted to stop him, not because I’d suddenly grown a conscience; my mom’s car was turning into the parking lot and I was pretty sure that when she saw the police lights strapped to the top of his car, easy enough to spot even with the covering of dust, I was going to have some explaining to do.

SEVEN

The night after the biggest promotion of my life, I woke up with a monster hangover and my bra on backwards. I tried to recall how I’d reached the back seat of my Honda Accord, but everything from the previous night blurred into memories my mind refused to hold.

I leaned forward and found my dirt-covered cellphone on the floor. Oh God, I’d likely done fifty freaky things my friends would joke about for the next six months. With trembling hands and pain rocketing through my skull, I tried to search for my purse. After a few seconds of searching, I flopped back and rested against the window. The sun, ever cruel and early rising during the summer, beat against my face—increasing the raging pain. I rubbed my forehead using my fingers.

Entry / Votes

#4  —  70
#2  —  48
#8  —  19
#1  —  18
#3  —  18
#6  —  17
#7  —  15
#5  —  14

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5 Responses to “SYTYCW – Week 8 Results”

  1. Kat Cantrell October 14, 2010 at 10:44 am #

    Oh, I loved both of these! Darn it. Congrats to the others though, I definitely had some favorites among them as well.

  2. Dara Young October 14, 2010 at 12:56 pm #

    Sorry to these two go, but congrats to everyone else! And thanks Bria for not making us dangle on the hook. ;D

  3. Jeannie Lin October 14, 2010 at 1:40 pm #

    Darn it! The one week I miss voting and my favorite entry gets voted out. It wouldn’t have made a difference but still pouting.

  4. cmrules October 14, 2010 at 3:18 pm #

    I’ll miss you number five! You were my favorite, okay one of my two favorites, but I hate to see you go!

  5. rene October 14, 2010 at 5:00 pm #

    I agree with the other comments…I’m going to miss these two…and congrats to those remaining. And yes, thanks for the speedy update!

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