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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019
Submitted to Contest #92
It had been 240,003 years since humans had transferred life on Earth to Mars. 240,000 years since the sun exploded and left other planets in the dust- the only ones left were Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune. 220,020 years since most of the stars had blinked out, leaving only red dwarf planets (which was...Like... 8 billion years before humans planned), and 13 years since Melon was born. Melon was named after a long-lost fruit that was left behind on earth all those years ago- it was their parents' idea of being 'creative' and '...
I've been called many things throughout my life. Weirdo, Oddball, The Insane Girl, ect ect. The two titles that seems to always come up around this time of year is "The Strange One" and "The one that doesn't celebrate New Year's" it's sort of rude and petty, if they're trying to make me feel bad you'd think they'd try a little harder, hmm?In all honesty, celebrating the day of the new year us stupid to me. It's just another date you have to remember to change. Just a way of keeping track of what year it is in technicality. It's not like we c...
Submitted to Contest #16
this story is based on the series called Wings of Fire My talons clanked upon the ground. A dragon of night, such as I, blended in with the dark area around me. I was 10 years old, a young adult in dragon years, but that meant nothing to my size. I was about the size of a four through seven old dragonet, depending on who you asked, and it... It really sucks. I've always been told that I'm a girl and so I can't fight. I believed it to be true: until one night I met a dragon named Jackal, who usually dwelled within the desert but had traveled ...
I felt the truth lay heavily on my shoulders. Despite the news traveling fast because it was a small town, I was the last to hear about it. My parents were part of a plane-crash. The police officers looked worriedly to me, thinking I was going to break into tears.but...I couldn't.I just... smiled.I smiled because my parents were dead. As I raised my head from looking at the ground the police officers saw my smile and looked concerned as I calmly replied with, "Thank you for letting me know,"The officers looked at each other and then at me, t...
She and I were like bicephalic twins, but of course, she was older and taller. Her hair was blonde, her eyes were blue. My hair was brown, and my eyes were a periwinkle hue. I was intro, she was extro, but we both still got along. She and I were opposites, but we knew the same things. The same pain of family, the same fake smile, the same world. If she was down, I would know. If I was down, she would know. Only because we knew what a fake smile looked like. Only because we both knew the same thing. She was considered annoying, and I depressi...
Stupid foster care isn't the world's greatest place. It's hell in it's finest. A child's hopes and dreams get crushed and they come here to get them crushed even more. Of course, that's how it should be, but not for me. I was dropped off here when I was a baby and stayed here my whole life. I didn't even have a name so they called me 'Melody Butcher'. My whole life, I've never been taken by a family. No matter how many times someone tried to get a family to adopt me, they wouldn't. They always found a kid worth their time. I grew used to it...
Submitted to Contest #5
He was not a boy many stood around. He was an apprentice detective, who had already solved a few murder cases. Salem didn't understand why, fully, it was creepy to others. He just saved them all from a murderer, yet they find him scary as hell. He didn't understand this at all. She was a musician everyone loved to hear. A pianist with a voice of an angel. Kat had such talent that even as a little girl, adults would listen to her songs. Salem came to her show once, but not like why everyone else did. He was there to find a person who called a...
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