A. Nelson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“ The Archeress Bow” by A. Nelson

Submitted to Contest #78

The archeress bow the story will be in long dialogue, like a play.Flashback:“Pull back.....slowly.....and.....FIRE”!“THUNK” “Yes, bullseye”“Nice shot, Anastasia, you know hitting a bullseye like that is gonna get you somewhere someday”.“I know that and thank you, not to mention this isn’t the first bullseye I’ve made”.“You are literally the best archeress I’ve ever known and met”.“Haha I’m the only archeress you’ve ever met and I’m probably gonna be the only one you know that can hit 4 bullseyes in a row”.“That’s true, I mean who c...

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“The will to forget” by A. Nelson

Submitted to Contest #75

Every since the age of 5, oddly I could never remember what happened the year before then. I just thought it was because I was young at the time, and so mind really didn’t pay that much attention to what happened the year before. I couldn’t remember what my previous birthday was like nor could I remember Christmas or thanksgiving. But then again,I thought “I was young” , so it didn’t really faze me.  Although I will say sometimes after each year, after the clock struck 12:00 indicating the next year, I would notice that my mother and ...

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“银湖(The silver Lake)” by A. Nelson

十年生死两茫茫，不思量，自难忘。 千里孤坟，无处话凄凉。 纵使相逢应不识，尘满面，鬓如霜。 夜来幽梦忽还乡，小轩窗，正梳妆。 相顾无言，惟有泪千行。 料得年年肠断处，明月夜，短松冈。 (Ten years, dead and living dim and draw apart. I don’t try to remember, But forgetting is hard. Lonely grave a thousand miles off, Cold thoughts, where can I talk them out? Even if we met, you wouldn’t know me, Dust on my face, Hair like frost. In a dream last night suddenly I was home. By the window of the little room, You were combing your hair and making up. You turned and looked, not speaking, Only lines of tears coursing down. Year after yea...

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“A Bridge To Success ” by A. Nelson

Submitted to Contest #66

Part 1Monday, November 4, 2019: 8:59 a.m.The calming sound of Early Riser woke Naomi from a deep and relaxing sleep. She struggled for a minute trying to find her phone before turning the alarm off. And with the pesky alarm off, she could begin her day. She went into the bathroom to freshen up. First brushing and combing her thick black hair, than brushing her teeth, than taking a shower. After putting a towel on her body, she went into her closet and put on a floral print corduroy pinafore dress, a white long sleeve turtleneck, and a pair o...

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“Love Without Fate” by A. Nelson

Submitted to Contest #66

 The last thing she saw before passing out, was her partners pail white face...“This is gonna be awesome, I can’t wait, we are so gonna win this”,Quinn said with excitement, packing her large army fatigue bag and tossing it over her back. Quinn Lambert has been a adventurous child and grew to be a very enthusiastic woman. She had began mountain climbing when she was only 7 years old and mud races when she was 10. She loved snakes and other slimy reptiles and considered herself a tomboy due to her boyish ways. She never liked dresses and...

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“Janet Bernice” by A. Nelson

Submitted to Contest #65

this is my first story so bare with me😊 Sweet Halloween , where the dead comes to life They groan and moan, your blood they strive The witches on their brooms, as they hackle and fly  The night when bloody Mary mourns and sighs  Trick or Treating, with costumes alike For amusement, for pleasure, for a scare and for fright Let me ask you this dear reader, are you in for a scare? Walk through the cemetery at night, do you dare? With vampires and Werewolves, ready for a bite My dear reader, can you survive this Halloween night? F...

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Name: Niyah |sign =Libra |birthday =9/30/06 |age = 15 |status = Alive |race = Human |gender = Female |height = 5’3 |weight = 190lb |hair = Black |eye = Brown |occupation: writing |relatives = (boyfriend ) |hobbies = Listening to music/writing |favorite food = Chipotle "If you set your goals ridiculously high and it's a failure, you will fail above everyone else's success." -James Cameron "If language is as inextricably tied up with consciousness as it seems to be, then the continuing diminishment of our inclination to use it to express in letters the times in which we live could mean that an element of human consciousness itself is on the verge of disappearing." I’m currently thinking of writing a novel I might I might not