Addison Frame

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2023

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Denial at the beach” by Addison Frame

Submitted to Contest #259

I shove my suitcase into the trunk of the van along with all the other suitcases and duffle bags thrown carelessly into the trunk. I stare at the disorganization momentarily before I sigh and rearrange it all, attempting to make it more organized. At some point, I give up, tipping my chin up and looking up at the morning sky, birds chirping a song. "Anna!" a voice calls out. I round the van to look at short, red hair framing Sadie's face, stuck out of the window of the driver's seat. "Go get Carson, will you?" I nod, walking up the sidewalk ...

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“Finding Alwar. ” by Addison Frame

Submitted to Contest #258

As I push it open, the door creaks, revealing cool lighting and that new apartment smell that I've found filling my nose a lot over the past few weeks. My sneakers press against white tiles as I move through my new apartment, freshly bought. I stride into the kitchen, setting bags of groceries down on the white marble counter. "Organization," I murmur to myself as I take groceries out of the bags, my eyes flicking over the kitchen. "My favorite." I open the silver steel fridge, finding a spot to slide egg cartons onto the white rack. I've ju...

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“Soccer Captains” by Addison Frame

Submitted to Contest #256

My tennis shoes tap against the concrete Brookmont school floors as I walk to Coach Biles' office. She told me to meet her in her office after school to discuss tomorrows game. I'm unsure what it's about, but I'm assuming she's going to bring up the fact that half the girls on the soccer team are out sick with a terrible cold that's been going around. We most likely are going to have to cancel the game tomorrow.When I reach the wooden door labeled 'Coach Biles.' I lift my fist and tap my knuckles against the door. "Come in," Coach calls from...

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“The Other Me” by Addison Frame

Submitted to Contest #225

Once I reach my dressing room, I sit down in front of the vanity. I start doing my makeup, avoiding my face in the mirror. I paint the blush onto my cheeks. “You know you can't avoid me forever.” The voice says. “I know,” I whisper, taking my eyeshadow palette out of my makeup bag. I got a silver dress today. Maybe a glitter-eye look, then? “Yeah, do glitter.” The voice says. “Right,” I take a breath, finally fo...

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