Amanda Rose

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2024

Stories (12)

12 Stories

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“Dog Days” by Amanda Rose

I stand and stretch out my legs, enjoying the feel of my muscles reaching their limit. I've been laying here, on my bed for two hours, in and out of sleep. Mom's going to the kitchen to start dinner and I follow her. You never know what might come flying off that cutting board, directly to me."Oh, Rhett, are you watching the Food Network?" She says as I sit down at the unspoken boundary line between the kitchen and the dining room. I don't know what this Food Network is, but when Mom says it, it is usually connected with food, so now I'm get...

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“Moose And Mayhem” by Amanda Rose

I get in the car with my three friends. We're laughing at the joke the gas station clerk told us. John gets in the driver's seat, laughing harder than us all. We're on our way to his family's vacay spot on the lake.We get back on the road and drive for another hour, singing along to our favorite songs, and dancing in our seats, while munching on the snacks we had bought at the station.BAM!! The music has stopped. My eyes are closed. I hear something hissing. Something warm and wet drips down my face. I try to wipe it off and realize I can't ...

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“The Confession” by Amanda Rose

Her hand was cold. So cold. She shouldn't still be alive, yet here she was, clinging to life by such a thin thread.As her breath rattled in and out so slowly, so painfully, I bowed my head and prayed.Oh, Father... why haven't you ended her suffering yet? You know, by earthly standards, that the cancer should have ended her days months ago. Why hasn't she accepted You? Oh, why can't she come home to You?After a moment or two of sitting in the silence, a word came to mind. It wasn't one I heard. It was more impressed upon me than anything else...

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“Amazing Grace” by Amanda Rose

Ok, this is my very first time writing nonfiction, so please bear with me.When I was younger, I was pretty mean. I was rude and blunt and didn't care how it made people feel. Therefore, people often didn't want to be around me, and I found it very difficult to keep the "friends" that I thought I had.But one day, all of that changed.Two older girls that I knew—today we'll call them [AppleJack] and [StarGirl]—began reaching out to me. They were kind, polite, and considerate... Everything that I was not. Over time, our friendship grew, and I be...

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“Forgiveness Has No Expiration Date” by Amanda Rose

Stephanie Cozelli was sitting at a table in her local coffee shop. The rich aroma of roasting coffee beans greeted her nostrils agreeably. She always enjoyed hearing all of the conversation inside of coffee shops. There were three older men sitting at a table in the corner of the room, sipping on black coffees and catching each other up on the past ten years of their lives. There were two middle-aged women sitting off to the side, Bibles opened, heads bowed in prayer. Stephanie smiled to herself. This coffee shop really was the best place fo...

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“A Wonder To Behold” by Amanda Rose

Yvonne Wood opened her eyes. She didn't know why she opened them. She looked at the clock at her bedside. It read 3:30am. Why did I wake up? Did I hear some sort of noise, maybe? Yvonne turned over and tried to go back to sleep.Twenty minutes later, she was still awake. She groaned. Maybe it was because there was a lot on her mind. Yvonne was one of the "higher-ups" in a catering business, and there was a big event happening in a few days. It might be a good idea if she worked on the centerpieces some more. She had brought her work home with...

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“A Hunger Waiting To Be Satisfied” by Amanda Rose

"So. Thirsty." Jazon whispered brokenly to his mother. Lilya's heart wrenched at her young son's plea. She had no words with which to comfort him. So she just pulled him closer to her side and cried. As Jazon fell into another restless sleep, Lilya's tears gathered on the dirt beneath her. They were sitting on the floor, leaning their backs against the wall of their small hut.Lilya had long ago sold everything they had for food, and used their furniture for firewood.It hadn't rained for seven years. Soon after the drought had begun, chaos er...

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“A Beautiful Soul” by Amanda Rose

I could use some caffeine right about now. I leave my small studio apartment and walk down the street to my favorite coffee shop. There aren't as many people there usually, and there's often good seating. The price is also usually pretty low. I enter, order my pumpkin flavored dirty chai, and stand aside to wait for it to be ready. I hear it called, and as I go up to get it, I slip in a small puddle of water. It is January in New York, after all, and people are traipsing around in snowy boots, leaving puddles literally everywhere. As I go do...

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“The Story Of A Hero” by Amanda Rose

With the dinner dishes put away, Mark settled down onto his couch and another evening alone. He hadn't had a girlfriend for a few years, but that was OK. He was content to wait on God's timing and for whoever He had in store for him. And if a good woman wasn't to be in Mark's future, then so be it. God was enough. Often, Mark would watch an episode of his favorite TV show before going to bed, but tonight he decided to read a bit. He went over to the bookshelf in his small, sparsely decorated apartment, and pulled off his copy of Dawn of Wond...

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“I Once Was Lost But Now I'm Found.” by Amanda Rose

Today is June 20th, 2015. Also today, I received my first journal. My new foster parents gave it to me. I've never had one before, so we'll see how this goes. I guess I should say a bit about myself.I've always been an outcast. Here I am, seventeen, and still wandering the outskirts like I have for the last ten years. My mother died in a car crash when I was six. My father committed suicide not long after. My older brother, John, and I were put in the foster system. Our first family was awesome. We had three foster siblings who shared everyt...

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“The Dangers Of Assumption” by Amanda Rose

Brandi couldn't believe it. Right in front of her eyes was the very book that she had been searching for for the past week! She had a report due on it today for her college night-class, but since she couldn't find the book, her teacher had given her a grace period. Now it was due next week. But now she had found it. That was the important thing. As she reached forward to grab it off the shelf, she slipped. And fell. Right on top of Grady Nicholls, who saw what was happening and had attempted to catch her. His well-intentioned attempt had tra...

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“Almost Heaven” by Amanda Rose

Ellie looked out across the lake and saw the houses with children and animals running around and having fun. It brought a pleased smile to her usually dim expression. As Ellie shifted her gaze to her friends swimming in the water, frolicking and enjoying themselves, she realized that there truly was no place she would rather be. She had always been a loner, not overly interested in large groups. She enjoyed her Youth Group, made up of about fifteen rowdy--yet kind-- teenagers, but that was about it. Her Youth Group had come out together to a...

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Author bio

The only thing you need to know about me is that I'm a child of the Living God:) ✝🕊🙌🙏∝ "God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid. The Lord, the Lord himself, is my strength and my defense; he has become my salvation.” -Isaiah 12:2 "For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for prosperity and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope." -Jeremiah 29:11 "For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven" -Ecclesiastes 3:1