Alex Pilgrim

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“The Last Candle” by Alex Pilgrim

Submitted to Contest #67

I found Capt. Ahab on the first day. On the second, a crate, surprisingly undamaged, reached the shore. On both occasions, I had my trousers wet with seawater, but managed to get the stiff objects to the shore and in the shade of the palm trees. The contents of the crate were as follows: three candle-sticks; a matchbox; two or three sharpened quills; a pint of ink, black, iron-gall; the Bible; the captain’s log, of almost no entries; a knife, sharp. It was a cruel play of destiny that I should find those items, almost none of which I could t...

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“Second Chances (TM)” by Alex Pilgrim

Submitted to Contest #54

“Our next contender is Darby Miles! Darby comes from Clearwater, Florida, and he tragically lost the love of his life in a horrible accident five years ago.”The audience collectively gasps. The presenter’s teeth gleam under stroboscopic lights, and Darby is almost positive he can see his own reflection on the enamel. His sweaty, disheveled reflection. He knows he looks like a madman, and he doesn’t care. That’s why he finally got the call from the TV station after dozens of failed audition clips he sent over the years: he was positively mad,...

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“The Girl in my Tree House” by Alex Pilgrim

Submitted to Contest #50

Her legs were dangling above my head, as if she was dipping her feet in the rays of sun.My dad had never condoned tardiness, and as a result, I was always on time to any appointment. I was never late to school, I never overslept, never let my friends wait for me. Except, of course, Jane. Jane and I had known each other forever, and even after her mom moved the two of them to the outskirts of the town after her dad had died, we’d still meet up in our tree house. And I’d always arrive after her. You see, I was hoping to see her undies one of t...

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“No Rest for the Meek” by Alex Pilgrim

Submitted to Contest #49

I was bored, that’s the thing. That’s how all life changing stories start: the main character was bored on his phone. While mindlessly scrolling through my downloaded apps, I noticed I had Duolingo installed that I hadn’t checked out before. I vaguely remembered downloading it a few weeks before during a rainy weekend. I honestly didn’t care much about it but I had nothing better to do while I was waiting for the guys to show up. I scrolled past German, French, Irish, and Spanish – I had learned German thanks to my Austrian dad, and Spanish...

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“Lily’s Letter” by Alex Pilgrim

Submitted to Contest #47

“Impossible”, you mumble, and you look over your shoulder towards the kitchen where Vivian is still working on that sauce before you tuck the letter in your back pocket. It’s a Saturday, and Saturday means relaxing date night, that’s what you’re there for anyway, so you walk back to the kitchen with a lovely little smile plastered on your face. “Coupons”, you exclaim, and Vivian looks up, absentmindedness in her brows giving you a temporary halt, and then you smile and wave the coupons in front of her face. She lights up. She smiles to you...

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“A New Way to Tell Your Story” by Alex Pilgrim

Submitted to Contest #46

They all came prepared: notebooks with dog ears, sticky notes, pens in different colors. Some of the girls had glitter on the covers. The boys had graphic stickers on theirs. Ben’s notebook was undecorated. He also used a crappy gel pen he had found in his sister’s room that smudged beyond belief. The ink stain on his shirt was in plain view of everyone in the room, including Mr. Smith with his thick glasses.Ben almost forgot about the meeting, but his mother wouldn’t let it go. Last night, over a plate of that horrid impossible burger and s...

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Author bio

I’m a published author of several short stories in my native language. I’m currently working on a novel while dabbling into writing in English. Mostly I write horror, SCI FI, and urban fantasy stories.