Ashlee Osborn

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Part three ” by Ashlee Osborn

Submitted to Contest #280

Part three. Blacked out. He barged through the door and broke it. "Did you tell her?" He screamed while slapping her in the face hard. "NO!' She cried and held on to her belly. "Shes in the hospital for the love of god. She is a vegetable in a wheelchair. Because of what you did. He was a paranoid schizophrenic. He smashed up her house. Leaving his pregnant girlfriend in tears as now in debt as she would have to pay for the damages. She had a black eye. Realizing that she had to call the police on him. This wasn't th...

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“Power is out” by Ashlee Osborn

Submitted to Contest #279

The world went dark all the power was out people were scared. This was no ordinary black out. Something was really wrong. I sat at home by myself and watched the sky go pitch black. No stars no moon just black. As I peered through the window everything was covered in orange dust. Cars, houses and roads. Like it was falling through the sky. There was no phone service and electrical wires sparked. Was this the end of the world. The rapture. I couldn't see a soul. I couldn't hear anything. It was quiet. That was unusual in itsel...

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“The ones who got away.” by Ashlee Osborn

Submitted to Contest #279

Content warning: This story contains depictions of Holocaust violence, abuse, torture, suicide, and trauma.Prisoner number eleven. Part one. Lost. Before the war he who must not be named was a busker of art. He was admitted to a military hospital as a patient for a Pych assessment and received treatment for trauma he suffered when his unit was attacked by mustard gas in the trenches. He had schizophrenia, Bipolar, and was a psychopath. During the nineteen hundreds six million Jews were murdered by those who cannot b...

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“Red wine and pain killers.” by Ashlee Osborn

Submitted to Contest #278

She lived in a town where the gossip is faster than the Wi-Fi. Everybody talks, everybody gets high to make their days go faster. Needles on the ground waiting to be stepped on. Even though there are sharp boxes on the door of every apartment. Battles about who owns what street, or who is the biggest dog. Who is two faced and who it's not. People who sell drugs and people who take drugs or both. One of the worst places to live in the city. But like any other town there are also nice people with a gentle heart. That would do anything in orde...

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“All that's wicked is not gold.” by Ashlee Osborn

Submitted to Contest #277

All that's wicked is not gold. Trigger warning. Chopped off. Chapter one. Ashlee Osborn. One day a women gave birth to two identical twins. One was a boy and one was a girl. They lived in a stone made cottage it had one bedroom a dining room and a toilet. It was so cold in the winter months and in the summer, it was so hot. Their mother stayed at home while her husband butchered forest animals. He would shoot them with his bow and arrow that was passed down from his father it had been in the family for ge...

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Author bio

Hello, I am Ash, and I like to write short stories. I haven't really published before but that's one of my goals. I love writing dark, sensitive, fragile tales. I enjoy reading books about true crime. Writing is my biggest hobby. I hope my stories create happiness and sadness at the same time. I've been through a lot of shit I write from the heart. My plan is to follow as many prompts that I can. Happy writing every one.I do hope you like my stories :)