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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020
Submitted to Contest #39
I woke up and initially felt that there’s something different. My whole body is buzzing with energy. I look at the clock on my bedside table and see that it’s 7:38. I go down to our dining room expecting breakfast but I‌ find my parents sitting on our couch, their eyes glued to the screen. Their expressions are full of fear. I pay attention to the news. Instantly, I knew that I’m the one who did this. I broke the universe.Today, the sun rose from west and not the east. The day before started pretty normally. The sun rose  from the east ...
“Are you ready?” Mrs. Marksman, the head of the laboratory asked. I think it’s weird that she does this interview with me. What I’ve done is barely important. I’m sure she has a lot of more important things to do like lead us into salvation. For me, she’s not just the head of the laboratory but the head of the world now. Our salvation is inside the mind of this woman in front of me.So it’s best to start now, I won’t take much more of her time. I slightly nod to her. She presses a button on the video camera in our middle. “How is it...
Submitted to Contest #38
The last thing I remember was the plainness of my face and my tired eyes staring back at me through the mirror. I can’t remember much else but that last few moments in front of a mirror. I remember noticing something different with the faucet. I was certain that the faucet was all grey but there was suddenly something circular and golden on the side. I investigated and it was some kind of metallic button. Of course, the curious side of me won so I pressed the button. At first, I thought that nothing happened.  It was all but silent arou...
Submitted to Contest #37
They say that your whole life flashes before your eyes before you die. I wonder if that’s true. Probably not because I’m not seeing anything right now. Just this awful chandelier. It was one of those “modern” chandeliers that is small enough to fit in an apartment. Looking at it intently right now, it seemed to go against the room. I try to not think about the chandelier. Instead, I try to spend my remaining time trying to understand what led me to my demise.I first saw him three tables away at a coffee shop. I was editing the draft on my se...
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