Belle Mullins

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2023

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“Fairies Can Wait ” by Belle Mullins

Dear Mommy, I think I found a solution to our little problem. The fairies in our backyard are what's making all the weeds grow for their houses, so if you could just tell them that I don’t actually have to pick the weeds today…that would be great. Vivian smiled at her work as she neatly folded the paper and shoved it into an old Christmas envelope. Crawling out of her fort, Vivian stood up and fluffed the sparkly pink tutu her father had given her for her birthday. Smiling, she grabbed her little stuffed bunny, which was once her ...

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“I Love You More” by Belle Mullins

“Where are you Anthony….” I pulled out my phone again, checking if I was in the right spot. It’s beautiful out here I thought to myself, looking around at the empty park. I have always loved this place, it is so peaceful. “Penny! There-” Anthony leaned over, panting. I can't help but smile at his disheveled hair, and his hurried button-up shirt. “There you are!” he finished, smiling. I laugh and take his hand, kissing his cheek. “There I am??” I snorted and fixed his hair. “More like, there you are! I’ve been waiting here for age...

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“Dead Girls Don't give Comfort” by Belle Mullins

TW: Blood and death, Toxic relationships, Violence and suicide“Are you sure this is legal?” Tessa sighed, pulling her jacket up to her chin. “Of course, it's legal Tess! Have I ever lied to you?” Tyler laughed, as he cut the wire fence, creating an opening big enough for the four teens to squeeze through. “Yes, many times,” Tessa answered flatly, following him into the abandoned carnival. She stumbles over a rock and groans, “Who’s idea was it to go to old Barns? This place has been abandoned for years!” “Oh come on Tessa, ...

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“Just a Small Coffee, Please ” by Belle Mullins

What is it about the rain that makes you want home? Maybe it's the salty scent or the gray sky that makes you crave something warm and sweet. Maybe it's the mood or the chilly wind that makes you want comfort. It's been three months since I left home for college, and I’ve never missed it more. I remember that night, rain was pouring just like it is now. I tossed my bags into the old beat-up trunk of my boogie, ignoring your voice. I was so uptight, so set on proving to you that I could do it on my own. I didn’t want your help, I was so...

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“Mama Bear” by Belle Mullins

It's been so long since the last time we’ve been on a family walk. After winter, it's hard to get Baby to want to stretch her little legs and convince dear Papa to comb his scruff of fur. But I've finally managed to do it, and it was worth every moment. Baby wasn’t too thrilled to leave breakfast behind, but I gently reminded her that it was too hot, and we would just be a little. “Dear, you locked the den, right?” I asked as we started on our walk. The woods have been getting more and more populated, and we just refilled our cellar. “...

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“No Longer Fear the Red ” by Belle Mullins

2528, the year the world ended. It didn’t really end, but people tend to get dramatic when things go wrong. I wasn’t there when it first happened, but from the stories I’ve heard it wasn’t terrifying and dark like you would imagine, it was majestic. They say the blue sky started bleeding. First little patters on windshields and the sidewalk, so small that nobody noticed it. But the rain grew heavier, splattering the busy streets of New York in red. It only took a moment for people to panic and run for cover. Thousands of terrified pede...

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“Last Journal Entry” by Belle Mullins

May 15th, 2024Who’s idea was this? Not mine! This is why I keep telling people that they can't leave me unsupervised, next thing they know I'll be going skydiving, painting the whole house yellow even though it matches none of the decor…or buying a boat and trying to sail to China. I told Macy that if she left me to go on a trip with her boyfriend I would be bored, but noooo she didn't listen. She just told me “Darla you are 23 years old…you don't need to be babysat. You're fine.” So there I was sitting alone in my sister's apartment. I...

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