Honorable Mention: “Not In My House” by William Matross

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Not in my house,” mom slammed her hand down against the counter for added effect, rattling the stoneware. Her smoker’s-tenor peaked on the word, “my,” reminding me I was not the one that made decisions in the house. After all, I was fourteen and a freshman at Helena High School. “You are not bringing that Satanic bullshit into my house.” Her voice peaked again, this time emphasizing “bullshit” and “my.”

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