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Andrew Hixson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2023

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The Long Road to Forgiveness

Submitted to Contest #298

For forty long years, I carried the burden of secrets and lies, hiding my gambling and drinking addiction from my beloved wife and two precious daughters. It was a heavy cloak that weighed down my soul, a constant reminder of my failures and deceit. Over time, the gap widened between the facade I presented and the reality of who I had become.The façade I maintained was intricate, a tapestry of lies woven to protect my family from the truth. I rationalised my actions, convincing myself that I was sparing them pain by shouldering the burden al...

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In the Heart of the Wilderness - A Tale of Survival

Submitted to Contest #296

The dense canopy of the Amazon rainforest loomed overhead, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor. Amidst the cacophony of exotic birds and the rustle of unseen creatures, a lone figure moved with wary precision. Alex, a seasoned explorer, had ventured into this verdant labyrinth, hoping to uncover an ancient, lost civilization, but now faced the harsh realities of the untamed wilderness.Days melted into nights as Alex trudged deeper into the jungle’s embrace, each moment a testament to their resolve. The path was visible, a trail marke...

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The Chase on the Rails

Submitted to Contest #293

A pre-World War One calm masked the coming global upheaval. Amidst this backdrop, a train chugged steadily through the English countryside, its destination: Dover. Aboard the 1914 vessel, a passenger captivated many.The air was thick with a mix of excitement and unease as the train thundered down the tracks, its rhythmic chugging creating a comforting backdrop to the day’s unfolding drama. Outside, the view was a mosaic of vibrant green meadows and charming hamlets, smelling fresh earth wafting through the windows, contrasting with arguing t...

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The Mysterious Painting

Submitted to Contest #292

It was the summer of 1913, an era teetering on the edge of unprecedented change. The grand palaces of Europe still exuded an air of unassailable power, while dark whispers of revolution and war simmered in the shadows. In this delicate balance, I navigated the corridors of espionage, an invisible soldier in the intricate chess game of nations.My name is Sebastian Lowe, a name that might spark recognition in the dimly lit rooms of intelligence circles but would mean little to the uninformed public. I was an operative for the British Crown, ta...

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The Forgotten Melody

Submitted to Contest #291

Eldoria's legend spoke of an enchanting melody, audible only to the pure of heart. Legend claimed the melody brought immense joy and prosperity to anyone lucky enough to hear it. For centuries, villagers had searched for the source of this elusive tune, but to no avail.The legend fascinated Elara, a young and curious musician. She had grown up hearing tales of the Forgotten Melody from her grandmother, who often hummed a soft, mysterious tune before bedtime. Determined to uncover the truth, Elara set out on a journey across Eldoria, carrying...

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The Unveiling of Hidden Paths

Submitted to Contest #289

In the quaint village of Elderton, nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, lived a young woman named Elara. From a tender age, Elara had been told the same story by her parents, elders, and every history book that lined the shelves of the local library. It was the story of the Great Fire, a cataclysmic event that had ravaged Elderton centuries ago, reducing it to ashes and shaping the community that stood today.The tale was simple yet profound. It spoke of a lightning bolt that struck the ancient oak in the village’s heart, igniting ...

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The Rain's Embrace - A Tale of Reflection and Renewal

Submitted to Contest #288

The Rain's Embrace A Tale of Reflection and RenewalThe rain poured relentlessly, casting a shroud of darkness over the night. Amelia stood solitary amid the downpour, her face uplifted towards the heavens, allowing the rain to cascade upon her. As the droplets mingled with her tears, a purifying sensation enveloped her. The cleansing rain washed away her sorrow, leaving behind a glimmer of hope and a sense of rejuvenation. With closed eyes, Amelia savoured the crisp fragrance of the rain, each breath filling her lungs with its invigorating a...

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Boiling Over

Submitted to Contest #287

Boiling Over.“I just can't take it anymore,” Sarah sighed heavily. “Everything feels like it's falling apart.”“Is something bothering you?” I asked, curious“More than just something. My life feels like a never-ending string of disappointments and setbacks.”“That sounds really tough,” I said. “Can you tell me what's been happening?”“It's just... work, relationships, everything. I had such high hopes, you know? But it's all slipping away.”“What happened?”“I worked so hard to climb the corporate ladder, and for what? Constant rejection and bein...

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THE SYMBOLS OF ENDLESS POSSIBILTIES

Submitted to Contest #223

The Symbol Of Endless Possibilities. Emily roamed through the seemingly endless aisles of the university library, her mind swirled with endless possibilities. The old books that lined the dusty shelves, the hushed whispers of fellow students, and the intriguing atmosphere of the library fascinated her. During one of her late-night study sessions, she stumbled upon a hidden room behind a bookshelf. Emily's curiosity piqued, and she couldn't resist exploring the secret room. She cautiously pushed the bookshelf aside, revealing a narrow passage...

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IF ONLY THEY KNEW

Submitted to Contest #222

IF ONLY THEY KNEW The sun beat down on my body as I lay on the ground at the five-hundred-metre firing point of the classified range. Only a select few knew the secret location, interrupted by distant gunfire. Aiming down the scope, I took a deep breath and concentrated on my target, aware of the rifle’s weight in my hands. My heart pounded in my chest as I readied myself to aim, acutely aware that the outcome of this moment could determine whether I lived or died. The air was thick with anticipation, every sound magnified in the silence. I ...

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THE PROMISE

Submitted to Contest #220

THE PROMISE I kept my promise but couldn’t help but feel uncertain about it. The train I was on had a peculiar schedule. It would stop twice daily, waiting for the tide to go out. The overall journey accounted for each delay, which lasted 90 minutes. It was frustrating to have these delays, but I remained steadfast in keeping my promise. “Have you ever been to Seamer Island?” Tom had croaked, his weakened voice barely audible. The cancer had ravaged his body, causing him to lose weight rapidly. Yet, despite his frailty, the glint in his blu...

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NIGHT SHIFT

Submitted to Contest #219

NIGHT SHIFT The bank of screens on the wall flickered in unison, emitting a low buzzing sound reverberating throughout the room. As the flickering caught my peripheral vision, I lifted my gaze from the novel that engrossed me. A central system seemed to connect the updating data, charts, and graphs displayed on the screens. The flickering had disrupted their synchronised rhythm, leaving me curious about what could have caused it. The container yard screens paused and resumed ...

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SMOKING THE BACON

Submitted to Contest #218

SMOKING THE BACON The tantalising aroma of bacon sizzling in the frying pan fills the air, beckoning me to indulge in its irresistible savouriness. It’s like a time machine for my senses, transporting me back to a simpler era, free from the hustle and bustle of modern technology and distractions. I nostalgically reminisce about my school summer holidays when I worked at my father’s bacon warehouse and the bustling Smithfield Meat Market, where I spent hours learning everything about the bacon industry. At the tender age of fifteen, I woke ...

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MISDIRECTION IN A HAUNTED HOTEL

Submitted to Contest #215

I don’t know why I stayed at this hotel. On the first night, I was the only guest. But when I retired to my room, I felt a presence. Despite the humid temperature, I felt cold and snuggled under the duvet to keep myself warm. I heard creaking sounds and footsteps outside my door. I tried to ignore it, thinking it was just the old building settling. But the feeling of being watched never left me. Unable to sleep, I explored the hotel. I walked down the corridor and came across a slightly ajar door. Curiosity got the better of me, and I push...

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