A. Torrecilha

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2023

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Renegade” by A. Torrecilha

Submitted to Contest #241

People always like to ask me what was the worst part of living in a dictatorship. After a while, I understood the morbid fascination that particular question entails, they want to hear about death, policeman screaming at your face, violent riots, strident politicians indoctrinating the people on national television. People expect the loud and abrasive nature of it, but they become very appalled when I tell them how quiet it actually was. Don’t misconstrue my words, there definitely was violence and screams. But in essence, everyone’s life wa...

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“Mr. Alvarez” by A. Torrecilha

Submitted to Contest #238

My dear children, If you are reading this, I am dead. Hopefully you will read that part with an ominous voice, like a Morgan Freeman type of narration, I always wanted to sound like that. In fact, that is my post-mortem wish, to forever sound like Morgan Freeman in your memories. Anyhow, I think we have gotten a little bit out of topic. I am sure you are overtaken by emotion at this moment. If not, I will ...

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“The Orchid ” by A. Torrecilha

Submitted to Contest #230

Hi dad, I want to start by apologizing for not writing any sooner. But believe me, you will soon understand why. How are things lately? I recently drove by a flower shop and saw some beautiful poppies, they were such a vibrant shade of red. Then I remembered they are grandma’s favorites, how is she doing? Send her a hug for me. Grandma always has that unique scent, you know the one, that sweet aroma of pe...

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“The light switch ” by A. Torrecilha

Submitted to Contest #230

“Do you also want to turn off the lights?” He inquired with a smirk on his face. I felt him eyeing me down, even thought we were the same height, the entire time he was in my house I could swear it was the only way he looked at me. He grabbed around my waste tightly, I could see every hint of emerald in his eyes even if I was unable to look directly at them for very long. I stared at the empty bottle of beer I le...

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Author bio

Trying to find poetry in prose. Give a follow for clear skin and some melancholic yet ironic texts.