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Amber Medina

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

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The Stranger

Amber Medina

Submitted to Contest #255

Presley gripped the railing of the bridge, trying to calm the firestorm roiling in her head. 5-4-3-2-1. It was a grounding technique her therapist had taught her. Five things she could see. She closed her eyes and saw Kelly's face, eyes wide with surprise, her lips forming a little O. Then Tommy's, his eyebrows low and angry, his normally handsome features contorted in rage. She snapped her eyes open, emerald green irises sparkling with tears, fingers squeezing the railing even more tightly. &nb...

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Good Tasmina

Amber Medina

Good Tasmina “Damn it!” What started as a sprinkle when I left the office, had quickly become a torrential downpour only halfway to my car, complete with thunder and lightning. The sidewalk that led to the parking lot ran alongside a freeway overpass. Maybe I could wait out the storm underneath. A sudden bolt of lightning several yards away made that decision for me. I darted into the grass and scrambled under the bridge, completely soaked. Hopefully my backpack hadn't sprung a leak. I couldn't afford a new laptop. I moved closer t...

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What Could Have Been

Amber Medina

Submitted to Contest #196

Amber wiped the tears from her face and turned the AC vent towards her. She closed her cerise, puffy eyes, rested her temple against the cool glass of the truck window, and welcomed the blast of frigid air against her torrid face. Zoe, quite astute for her 15 years, and could always tell when she'd been crying, and she did not want to talk about it yet. She hadn't been able to convince him to come back home. He hadn't come right out and admitted the affair, but she knew. She wasn't stupid. Nor was she desperate. She wasn't going to be...

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The Night Out

Amber Medina

Submitted to Contest #75

"That's it, God. No more partying for me. I'm through." As Tabitha crawled into bed for the night, thanking God for taking care of her and getting her home safe. She made Him a promise, her resolution for the new year, to stay out of the clubs and spend her weekends in church, where she belonged. She'd been going clubbing with the girls for at least the past 2 years and enjoyed almost every moment of it. It was a promise she never thought she'd make, but tonight had shown her the dangers of her behavior and it scared her. It could eas...

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How Much Longer

Amber Medina

Submitted to Contest #74

Three-year-old Zoe was a beautiful child, curious and playful, with bright, smiling eyes and an infectious grin that would light up the room. She was the kind of kid who was always invited to all the parties, made friends wherever she went, and was often referred to as a “sweet” and “spirited” child. She was also rather precocious with a stubborn streak and a penchant for mischief. Not only that, but she was one of those children who were just a little too smart for their own good. She seemed to believe that everything on the planet was hers...

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Hello, Again

Amber Medina

Submitted to Contest #73

“Hello?” “Ms. Lacey, you have a delivery to pick up.” “Okay, thank you, sir. I’ll be down to pick it up later.” “Actually, ma’am, we’re going to need for you to come down and get it now.” “Now, why? I’m in the middle of something. Can you have someone bring it up?” “Very well, ma’am. I’ll send Albert right away. You may want to make some space.” “Make some space? For wha-” Dial tone. “That was weird,” Samantha Lacey mused to herself. She really didn’t like being interrupted, but if it...

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Second Chance

Amber Medina

Submitted to Contest #72

Second Chance “Man I couldn’t stand that guy,” Jessica said. “What was wrong with him,” Tiffany asked. “He was friends with Jarred and Jamie and was at the house all the flipping time. I always wanted to play outside with the boys, but he’d be like, “you’re too little,” or “you’re going to get hurt.” His favorite line was, “this is a ‘boys-only’ game.” “Maybe he was just being protective, you know? Like, maybe it was an over-protective-older-brother type of thing. How much older is he than you?” ...

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If Only...

Amber Medina

Submitted to Contest #70

Jocelyn slipped behind the wheel of her black SUV, the taste of that last kiss still on her lips, the smell of another’s skin against hers. “Holy crap! What did I just do? What the heck is wrong with me!?” Alex assured her that no one would know, and that was probably true, but even so, she would know. Alex would know. How could they possibly live with themselves? She rested head on the steering wheel, feeling its coolness seeping into her brain, wiling it to numb the firestorm of guilt roaring inside her head. ...

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