A.J. Williams

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2023

Stories (23)

23 Stories

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“You Won't See Me” by A.J. Williams

Submitted to Contest #230

I notice emptiness in her gaze—devoid of love, sorrow for our losses, or joy. In my memory, Angie mentions her discontent, and I urge Angie to roll over, I start focusing on the present. My wife regards me, unimpressed. Beyond her, snow falls gently. Small white flakes dance in the cold wind, adrift like us, yet destined for a place we may not desire. I exhale, taking a seat beside her, aware of the cause of her unhappiness, though she remains uninformed. "Quit drifting into deep thoughts. You always do this, gazing into the distance as if ...

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“The Diagnosis” by A.J. Williams

Submitted to Contest #229

A Thursday Night Sometime Before Christmas Rockin’ around the Christmas tree. At the Christmas party hop… I'm by myself in the front passenger seat of my mom's SUV, holding the paper with the doctor's diagnosis. It says "Epilepsy." It all started with just one seizure, but now it feels like I'm stuck with this for life. The rain outside is freezing, making the windows fog up. It's really chilly. Rockin’ around the Christmas tree. Let the Christmas spirit ring. Later we’ll have some pumpkin pie. And we’ll do some caroling… While my mom is ...

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“The Pizza Night” by A.J. Williams

Submitted to Contest #228

In a cozy, affordable apartment in the city of Richborough, located in the orderly country of Canada, a family eagerly awaits the delivery of their dinner. Specifically, they're anticipating two pizzas and a delightful dessert of brownies. The Edwards family is facing tough times. Callahan Edwards, the father, lost his job several months ago. Kelly Romane Edwards, the mother, is putting in a lot of effort at her office job. She's starting to feel frustrated because despite Callahan's efforts, he hasn't been able to find a new job. The family...

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“The Evening Cup of Hot Chocolate” by A.J. Williams

Submitted to Contest #227

I'm unsure about today's emotions. It's been two years since I last saw Michelle. Since then, I got engaged to Marie, and now there's a possibility that she might be pregnant. The idea of my fiancée being pregnant is quite overwhelming, but for now, I need to conceal the emotions I'm experiencing. A deep sense of fear and anxiety burns in my stomach, akin to a fiery lake—a harbinger, perhaps, of where I might endure the second of life's trials. While waiting for my hot chocolate with whipped cream, I absentmindedly play with the sugar pack...

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“Maxine” by A.J. Williams

Submitted to Contest #226

Saturday Morning – The Morning After How my eyes adore her and I awake to her and her smile, a comforting picture of Margaret and me captured on a summer day last year. How time flies. The desire to remain in bed for an eternity consumes me, but my mind subtly reminds me of my mother's impending fate, intensifying the urge to stay cocooned in bed even more. Why does this happen to people? Death? I hear the rhythmic sound of my dogs slurping from their water bowl, a cadence of slurps and drips echoing through the air. How I cherish those...

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“Margaret” by A.J. Williams

Submitted to Contest #225

Friday Night – The Best of Nights After school, I wander along the train tracks, navigating the uneven rocks beneath my feet. My steps lack direction, mirroring the chaos within. Home or Margaret's place? Uncertain. It's been two days since I last saw her, and concern gnaws at me.I kick at the rocks, my mind consumed by thoughts of her. Imagining a potential delightful evening, our Fridays usually involve movies and music. My hair keeps falling into my eyes. I swipe it away, but it persistently returns.October brings ominous grey clouds, for...

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“Roswell Crowley Jr.. Part I” by A.J. Williams

Submitted to Contest #225

Meeting my own gaze proved to be a challenging task. The intensity of shame weighed heavily upon me. Shifting my focus away, I directed my attention to the background. The elderly storekeeper's antiquated bookcases housed an assortment of seemingly irrelevant items, characteristic of a bygone era. My gaze fixates on a bubble imperfection, an unmistakable sign of the mirror's advancing age."How much?" I rasp out, my voice roughened by the lingering smoke."For that old mirror? Twenty-five bucks. Hey, throw in something else, and I'll cut you a...

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“Can I Live in a Fantasy?” by A.J. Williams

Submitted to Contest #224

"I can't sleep," he mumbled. I rolled my eyes. This was his routine whenever he wanted something. "What do you need?" I asked, cutting to the chase. Mal cleared his throat, a habit he had whenever he needed a favor. "I really can't sleep," he admitted, taking a seat across from me at our small kitchen table. "I wouldn't mind some company." I rarely slept early like him. Poor Mal, always needing to turn in early. "Okay, let me finish my tea, hon," I replied, sipping on my tea with honey, a nightly ritual I cherished all day. "I need to...

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✍️ Author of the Christopher Plummet series | Explorer of worlds and emotions through words | Copyright © 2023, 2024 A.J. Williams - All Rights Reserved.