Anou S

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Ratri, Yami, Soma” by Anou S

Submitted to Contest #83

_______________________________________________RatriSometimes I wondered what it would be like to live near an ocean and away from the city. If instead of murals and coffee shops, there was kelp and undiscovered creatures. If instead of a morning ride on the BART, I went on a morning swim before walking to work. It was a foolish fantasy -I could never leave the girls and they wouldn’t be able to survive if the hospital wasn’t a twenty minute drive away- but it was nice to think about.On days when things in the city got stifling and stressful...

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“QQ, Amy- By Anou Swami” by Anou S

Submitted to Contest #42

"LMAO, Bitch. You can't actually be serious," Amy smirked down at me. She's always had it out for me, and I don't know why. We were friends in Kindergarten and 1st grade, when we both joined Pierre Deaumont Charter. In 2nd grade, we had been put in separate  classes, so we started to grow apart. I had never dreamt that we'd be enemies though! Yet it had happened. In 3rd grade, we were once again in different classes, but she went out of her way to find me and tease me. She had blossomed into a bully by 4th grade. Elsewhere, she'd b...

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“Starry Silence- By Anou Swami” by Anou S

Submitted to Contest #39

I glared up at the glimmering stars in the sky. "Stupid things!" I muttered, kicking at a pebble in my backyard. "Stupid stars, stupid stargazing party, stupid dad, stupid mom, stupid sister! Ugh!""Are-are you okay, Teri?" My best friend Paris India Rockefeller(her parents love to travel) tapped me gently on the shoulder."I'm fine!" I whirled around to face her, pushing her hand away harshly. "What do you want?!" I quickly regretted it when my sensitive friend burst into tears. "I'm so sorry, Pary. I just- you know-" I paused, thinking of th...

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“Terror for The Green- By Anou Swami” by Anou S

Submitted to Contest #37

As I entered the house, I noticed that something was wrong. There were no cries of ‘Manda! Manda!’ coming from my twin 2 year old siblings as they rushed to greet me and hug my legs. No kiss from Mom to bat away as she took my backpack, saying, ‘Amanda, what happened today in school?’ No random advice or tidbit from my 15-year old sister Amelie ran out of our room and grabbed my hand to pull me in and show me something. She was a year older than me but we felt like twins. No whir of the overhead fan. The foyer was completely empty. This neve...

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Author bio

I'm a budding author and I love to read- please comment constructive critiques on my stories so I can improve. Love y'all, Anou (I know how ass my old stories on here are, but everyone's gotta start somewhere so,,,) 🏳️‍🌈 (pan + genderqueer) Indian American