Bailey Primus

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2024

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“From Below” by Bailey Primus

Submitted to Contest #260

I moved into this old farmhouse about 6 months ago. The place was a steal, and it’s beautiful, a small acreage in the country surrounded by lush fields of tall corn and velvety soybeans with a small timber of towering pines and underbrush separating the fields from the yard. A steadily flowing creek laden with colorful rock formations cuts through timber, sending a calming babble adrift through the air. I live alone, with the exception of my cat companion, Cleo.  Everything had been playing out really well. The days were full of the dis...

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“Dreamscares” by Bailey Primus

Submitted to Contest #251

“Toss it here!”Cleo jumped up with every ounce of vigor she had and landed on a large patch of grass, which, although normally described as being plush and soft to land on, was quite scratchy and bumpy. She got up and brushed herself off, inspecting the beginnings of a small bruise on her elbow.“I think that’s enough fun for me. I’ve got an early day tomorrow.”Cleo picked the ball up off the ground and threw it to her friend who was halfway in their car already.“I’ll call you later!”Cleo wandered around the open baseball diamond a little whi...

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“Rooms with a Hue” by Bailey Primus

Submitted to Contest #242

BEEP BEEP BEEPThe incessant calls from my alarm clock woke me from absurd dream about wandering aimlessly in the scorching heat of a barren desert while melting clocks dripped numbers from the sky. I was equally as happy to be awake as annoyed that it was so early. Today I begin my new job as a museum guide; I’ve been looking forward to this new job venture for weeks. I stumbled out of bed and sleepily made my way to the kitchen to start the coffee pot. The aroma reinvigorated and motivated me to get moving. I sipped on that first cup lazily...

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“Harriet and the Haunted Swing” by Bailey Primus

Submitted to Contest #240

A slight breeze grazed Harriet’s face and made her hair dance in the warm sunlight that shone through the cover of trees surrounding the park. It was a clear, spring day, and birds chirped their happy songs as she walked her bike across a footbridge at the lake. The water was full of geese floating along the shore and the grass was booming with families having picnics under the freshly blossoming trees. As she made her way along the bridge, a strange mist rose from the lake and crept along the shoreline. The bird so...

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Author bio

A graphic designer by trade, I enjoy writing as a hobby and would like for it to evolve into something more.