Amelia Wood

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

Stories (3)

3 Stories

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“Diamonds” by Amelia Wood

Submitted to Contest #33

“So? What do you say?”I can barely speak. It’s not a good barely speak, either. This is panic-is-bubbling-up-in-my-chest-and-I-can’t-speak.Chandler is so expectant, a hesitant smile plastered on his face. He wobbles a little bit, as he’s still kneeling.“I-uh-I-” He stands up.“What’s wrong?” The box disappears into his back pocket, and I cry out against my better judgement.“Wait!” His eyes light up again, and a dart of guilt rips into my heart, hitting the target dead on.“Yes,” I say, forcing a smile. “Yes, a thousand times yes!” He lets out ...

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“Lunch Breaks and Sick Days” by Amelia Wood

Submitted to Contest #32

“Jacklyn!” The shout comes from across the office, in the break room. In the cubicle beside me, Jacklyn’s hooves begin to tap a steady, but frantic, rhythm on the floor. The source of the yelling storms out of the break room. Harold’s red eyes lock onto Jacklyn as he barrels across the office.“What is it, Harold?” Jacklyn asks, playing the nonchalant role.“You left another tree in the fridge!” His thick country accent draws out the word another more than what’s necessary. She spins around in her chair and glares at him.“Yes, I did. It’s my l...

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“Eden” by Amelia Wood

Submitted to Contest #31

Spring came faster than any of us had anticipated. The snow melted off the sidewalks, the flowers began to bloom, the grass turned green again.Of course, with the warm weather, it meant that it was almost time for the garden to be planted again. Mother had kept the greenhouse in near-perfect condition when it had been hers, but once it had passed to me, I let it get a bit wild and unruly- after all, don’t we all grow better when we aren’t clipped?There were three locks on the greenhouse door, each key harder to get than the last, but now tha...

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