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$100 Challenge of the Month XXIII
The last one was meant for our senior partners who are writing a film. It was buffered in the wrong queue. Apologies. In lieu of this, write a story about having to retract a post you made on social media while altered, be it whiskey or a sleeping aid. The whole world has seen it, and is shocked and appalled by it, and you don't even remember posting it. 500-word + 100-entry minimums. $100 purse to the most riveting entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners and spotlighted.
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FreshwaterFish

Oh!!?

Mrs President!, Mrs President!

Yes sir?

I am Mr. Challenge from Prose News and we will like you to explain your recent post.

Pardon me sir, I am not awhere of posting anything recently.

Ma'am on the Writers Co. on your public account @FreshwaterFish you left a comment

stating that drinking whiskey is like water to you, you can walk in a straight line but might of had a DUI or two.

What an outrageous slander! I the President would not post such a thing!

But Mrs President it was posted on your public domain.

Sir, well it is not true!

Well Mrs President the public does not believe you.

My candidacy has been transparent for the world to see.

That may be true Mrs President but, can you say you have never drank whiskey?

Mr Challenge I have nothing more to say. Have a nice day.

Mrs President!, Mrs. President!, are you really running away!?

I am infront of a catheral, I only came to pray.

In the catheral Mrs. President could not fathom

The whiskey incident or her other action that night which was very random.

Madame President please sit in the chair

Mister secretary whispered in her ear.

What. are we going to do Mister sectetary?

It seems like I am about to loose my candidacy.

Online I am trending number one

As an alcoholic, an abuser of power, and as a scum.

Well Madame President they could of called you a prostitute

Watch yourself Mister secretary now is not the time for you to be obtuse!

How much longer can we hide in here?

As long as we like, the Bishop has received all his donation/charity moneys he wouldn't dare.

We have to devise a plan, before we go out there to meet that man.

You mean your new fan, Mr. Challenge from Prose News?

Isn't it funny how he was the first to bring up that issue.

It is a good thing you have thick skin and is not fragile as tissue.

Shut up! Mister secretary and do your job!

Calm done Madame President, you are in a church of god.

Beside your publicist is already on it.

She already is holding a press conference trying to appease the public.

What you need to do

Madame President is to apologise.

Why?

Do you want them to see through the lies?

But I didn't do any of what they are saying.

That maybe true, but you know it is the blame game we are playing.

Hypothetically, the public are like your children

But they later found out that you are barren

Yes you loved them, fed them, clothed them, and give them shelter.

But that one little lie about their birth is all they can remember.

So yes Madame President you need to apologise.

You are a mother, their mother, in the public eyes

Your publicist emailed me the script you need to follow

You are to cry and beg for forgiveness, so you won't look shallow.

Put some holy water in your eye

Why would I do that?

The amount of hands dipped in that dish, bacteria are in there swimming like a school of wild fish.

Ready to go?

Let's give them a show,

Here she come!, here she comes!

Mrs. President!, Mrs. President!, what did you pray for?

Did you find the answer to my question behind the catheral door?

Oh? and you are?

Challenge from Prose News Mrs. President.

Mrs President knew that this was her cue, to do what she alone can do

I am sorry for causing the public such unrest

I really thought that I was doing my best

I knew that my stand on equality for all will make me some foes

But I didn't expect them to be right under my nose.

I am not apologising because the whiskey incident is true

But because I fail to protect myself, and if I can't do that, how can I protect you

I fought for lower taxes for the lower class and the poor,

Immigration, equal rights and pay

But look at what greeted me at the catheral door

As hard working as I am, do you think I could drink whiskey like water and still stand?

That is a risk I can't take

After pledging my loyalty to this people, and to this land, it is a pledge I WILL NOT break!

I will leave the investigation of this incident in capable hands

They will find the culprit whether man or woman

So Mrs. President are you saying you were hacked and this incident is not true?

Mr. Challenge from Prose News right?

If someone accused you of plagiarism and falsifying articles to stay relevant in the news industry

Won't you dispute the claims and try to clear your name in a hurry?

Then Mrs. President lift up her head

The crowds that had gathered gasp

For her eyes were swollen, puffy and red.

The holy water had done its' job

Mrs. President came out of the situation looking like a heroin

But Mr. Challenge from Prose News looked like a bad guy and a snob.

Mister secretary whisked Mrs. President away, without further delay

The case was closed after some weeks

Ofcourse it was blamed on the Sussian hackers and the Senator Leeks

Challenge hand in his resignation, but Prose News told him to take a vacation

And for Mrs. Persident, she may not have written that post but what she was doing that night is not something she can boast.

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