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Abby Morris

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

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Black Indigo

Abby Morris

Submitted to Contest #41

"Francesca, Mi Amore, get dressed! We're going to miss Mass for the second week in a row!"I heard Mama scream from outside my bedroom door in a thick Italian accent. I lazily opened one eye and tried to process what she just said. I decided to ignore her, drifting back to sleep. Just as I closed my eyes again, I was jauntered awake by her fist, banging loudly on my bedroom door. "Francesca Anna Maria Ricci, get you ass out of bed right now!" Mama then realized that she said a curse word on the Lord's day and recanted scowling, "See what...

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For Rosie, My Star Amongst the Darkness

Abby Morris

Submitted to Contest #40

Sometimes, in the dead of night, I let thoughts of younger days impart my mind. I had the best childhood, one of the loving parents, and playing house with the neighbor kids on lazy summer days. I can still remember my mom blaring old, sappy love songs on the big blue radio in the kitchen as she cooked dinner.As I reminisce about my younger days, the sound of cicadas croaking their sing-songs outside the window resonates in my ears. The music makes me think of my sister, Rosie. How many times we sat outside on nights like these, listening to...

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A Reader’s Love Affair

Abby Morris

Submitted to Contest #38

It's kind of a funny story. Our whirlwind of a romance. I wouldn't even call it a romance, because both of us claim we aren't the romantic type.Plus, romance sounds so mundane. Our relationship was more like two hearts created to be in each other's lives. Two puzzle pieces meant to be connected. Is that tacky? Okay, it might be a little tacky.I wish we could have just been platonic. It sure would have made my life easier. It's hard to be in love when you have so little hope from past broken hearts. I used to believe that happy endings were j...

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The Rose Box

Abby Morris

Submitted to Contest #37

The Rose BoxI’m not sure why I opened that first box. Maybe it was a greedy impulse or pure curiosity, even madness. Looking back now, I probably should have let it alone. Those little mahogany boxes changed the course of my life forever.I got the first box in the fall of my senior year. I had just turned eighteen, and I felt as if the world was at my feet. I can now see that it was just him. I don’t know why he chose that day to give it to me. Was it coincidence, or did he plan out that specific day to give it to me? It was definitely ...

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Cult

Abby Morris

Submitted to Contest #37

“Diana, do you think she is ready for this? I mean, she’s still so young.” I heard Dad say to Mom one night in their bedroom as I listened intently through a crack in their French doors.“My parents told me when I was seventeen, and I turned out fine. Angelita will freak out at first, but after a while, she’ll start to understand.” Mom stated calmly.My mind raced with what this big secret could be.Like all great mysteries, this one starts with a strange family tradition passed down for centuries. Why would you agree to do this, Angelita? You ...

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A Diary to Mind, Body, and Spirit: The Cleansing

Abby Morris

Submitted to Contest #36

Dear Mind, How emotional we have been over the years! I remember us crying over so many silly things when we were younger. Immature boys that I can’t even remember the names of or when we lost my favorite pair of earrings in the lake. What a weird time adolescence was. But we got through it, and you kept me semi-rational. I love the way you challenge me. Especially as I got older. We have had so many late-night talks under the quilts my great grandmother made me. Of course, they went into storage a couple of years ago to preserve the m...

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A Wolf in Mom’s Clothing

Abby Morris

Submitted to Contest #35

“Why am I always buying herbs?” I thought to myself as I waited in the impeccably long check-out line at the grocery store. I just got off work and was on my way home to make Mom’s recipe for authentic Mexican enchiladas. It was her tradition to always make them for us on the first day of spring, so I decided to give it a whirl since she’s no longer with us. My whole family is coming over to my apartment to try them, so I was determined to make them exactly as she did. I feel closer to her when I cook Mexican dishes, so I find myself cooking...

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The Rose Box

Abby Morris

Submitted to Contest #33

I’m not sure why I opened that first box. Maybe it was a greedy impulse or pure curiosity, even madness. Looking back now, I probably should have let it alone. Those little mahogany boxes changed the course of my life forever.I got the first box in the fall of my senior year. I had just turned eighteen and I felt as if the world was at my feet. I can now see that it was just him. I don’t know why he chose that day to give it to me. Was it coincidence or did he plan out that specific day to give it to me? It was definitely planned. He al...

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