Agris Engelis

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021

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“The Damned House” by Agris Engelis

My name is Steven Prescot. I’m an aspiring ghost story writer. I’ve just finished English literature and was looking for a place to stay online. I found a house, just a couple cities over, that had its price drop quite a lot. After searching around some more, I found out that it was based on several deaths within the premises. I thought it would be a great place to gain inspiration for some stories and maybe ask a...

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“Creatures of the land of the damned” by Agris Engelis

“Where I come from, the land has never seen the light of the sun.” The well aged Gentleman said finishing his cup of coffee. “You asked me who I am, but I say it does now matter, for I am but a tool, a weapon to keep the dark at bay. I am the gatekeeper of my home.” I had met this mystery of a man purely by chance. It happened about 4 hours ago, he barged into my house without saying a word. At first, I tho...

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“pompeii” by Agris Engelis

I am… was a simple farmer. I lived in a small house with my wife Helpis Afra, our daughter Pomaria and me, Lucius. My wife and I have lived here for all our life, and we never saw this coming. It was still morning when the great mountain first rumbled. Its voice could be heard echoing from far far away. The Great Mountains anger could be seen, as its anger fumed up into the realm of gods. We awoke to our li...

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“Highway to hell! Stairway to heaven?” by Agris Engelis

I lived a lazy life filled with poor judgements. I worked as a programmer and hacker during the nights. I lived a fairly wealthy if not good life. When I was 40, I died, I chocked on a KFC chicken wing bone. “Hello there, Martin.” As I died, I saw in front of me a man dressed in a white suit. “Hello... who are you?” the man smiled. “I’m no one important, I’m but a guide to the afte...

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“Jeff” by Agris Engelis

I woke up in a dimly lit room. I felt weight on my hands and ankles. I don’t remember what happened exactly, all I can remember are blood-stained walls and my own hand covered in blood. “Oh, I see you’ve awoken.” I looked up to see a woman in a lab coat. She walked closer to me with her notepad as she looked at me. “Tell me, do you remember anything?” I was still confused about everything. Why was I chained up? Wh...

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“Empty man” by Agris Engelis

CW: suicideI sit here, under the bridge, watching the river go by and think of my past. I remember all of my mistakes and all my cowardice.I look down at my grandfather’s revolver and look at the six empty chamber. “One for everyone I’ve failed.” I pulled out the bullets from my pocket, took one in my fingers and rolled it between my fingers. “Such a little thing, yet it has the power to free me and everyone from me.”I take the bullet and insert it into the chamber. “The first bullet for the love lost and never gained...

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“Broken call” by Agris Engelis

My name is Carol, and I’ve been friends with Britney ever since kindergarten. We didn’t really live too close to one another, but it never bothered us, since we just made our mothers take us to meet each other. We have been friends for almost 10 years today, she knew me better than anyone else, and I knew her. We spent every evening chatting either by messages or on a call. Because of the long hour talks we had, w...

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“something fun” by Agris Engelis

“Hey Pete, you wanna have some fun?” Those were the words that ended my stress-free life. “Sure Ralph, what do you have in mind?” he just gave me a wink and a smile. “Just trust me bro, it’s gonna be fun.” He said as he packed up his bag and left the classroom. “Come on Pete, come with me.” He said as he motioned his arms outside the classroom for me to follow. “But we still have 2 more classes.” “It’s fine, the t...

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“Jim” by Agris Engelis

My name is Jenna, and this is a story about how we never really know how much time we all got with one another. I met Jim about 3 months ago. Jim was a man of large build who worked as a lumberjack in the town. I had come here thinking to just refuel my rations and car and move on, but as I entered the diner looking for a quick bite, Jim instantly grabbed my attention, this man, arms as thick as the lumber he has ...

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