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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019
Submitted to Contest #79
Shouting from the other room, people drunk all over the place while Jack was falling asleep in my arms. My heart was pounding in my chest, another night awake and trying to be alive. My brother thought he could do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted and that is was my father’s traits evolution on his blood. I think the drinking was too. How could I know, the only thing I remember is he beating the shit out of mom and then running to his friend’s house, one day he never came back. Jack was so pure, so little, I was scared for him more ...
Submitted to Contest #2
I was imagining when would be the last time I would hear:“Good morning Ms.Morris, how are you today?”One day eventually you start to think about the meaning of things that you didn't even noticed was there before.You discover that everything has value. The cold freeze made me feel a lot happier, that damn room was too hot in the summer, now I could finally lay down with my soft blankets without feeling useless. The woman with the nice eyes had came back and tried to start a conversation, poor lady, I was unable to speak, she thought I w...
I was driving for about two hours when I finally calmed down.At first, my hand was shaking, my heart was racing and I wasn’t blinking so much, I stayed in there for about twenty minutes until I finally started the car. The streets were almost empty, the sky was getting darker and darker, I had no idea where I was driving to. My phone was ringing every ten minutes, messages notifications were popping all the time, the sound of the phone was fading away more and more as I was driving.For the first time ever I wasn’t worried about what others w...
Submitted to Contest #1
Liza was walking down the principal street, looking carefully into all the shop windows, asking herself, what would be the perfect gift? Since she and John met all they always wanted was to be happy, live a simple life, full of joy. John was the kind of guy who liked to be invisible. He brought happiness to Liza’s life after a really bad relationship, he just smoothly got into her heart and healed the open wound, without wanting anything else than her friendship. Well, we all know, that becomes more than just friendship. What would...
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