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Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020
Submitted to Contest #81
Amanda diverted her gaze from the night sky beautified by the half-smiling moon, and some bright and diminishing star, and what she thought was Venus as it didn't twinkle like the rest of the stars. She felt and heard a vibration on her right leg. She sat quickly on the bed, and picked up the phone that's lying on the bed, and pressed the power button. She saw an inbox label at the top of the screen, in the middle. Excited, she unlocked the phone by inputting the password, and opened the message. Disappointed, she threw it on the bed, ...
Submitted to Contest #74
He stared at the screen for what seemed like an eternity before he reverted his attention to the blank paper laying on the table. Now what! Jilt wondered. Where should I start? He tapped his ballpoint pen on the table while counting from one to zero to calm the anger that was about to erupt again.He squeezed the pen, and threw it against the wall. "Damn!" he muttered under his breathe.He buried his head on the palms of his hands, feeling helpless and hopeless. As he pondered how his life had become a big joke, he heard the familiar 'meow' so...
Submitted to Contest #60
"I think I'll urinate on myself," she says in almost a whisper. "Gosh, I have already urinated on myself. Can you believe that?" "Do you think they are them?" she asks him. "I am not sure. The voices sound strange," he says. "What should we do?" she asks. "I'm thinking," Carl says. "You're thinking when they have intruded to our house? Can you stop thinking and do something?" "How are you expected to do something without thinking through it?" his voice is marked with irritation. "Do you have an idea what we should?" 'No!" He shakes his head...
Submitted to Contest #58
He hits the print button on the keyboard, closes the Microsoft Word, and clicks shutdown. He stands up, and walks towards the photocopier machine. He picks up the printed papers piled on the upper tray, and exhaustively, spiral binds the-150 printed report. He walks exhaustively to his boss' office, and places the finished report on his desk. He turns off all the lights, and locks all the doors. He jokingly salutes at a security personnel who passes him as he walks towards the elevators.With four elevators to choose from, he presses the 'Up'...
Submitted to Contest #57
He reads the text for the third time. Finally, my daughter will get married, he says to himself, almost in a whisper. She'll have a family of her own. A smile spreads on his face at that thought only to be fade quickly in a few seconds. In its stead, a sad expression engulfs the once radiant face. "I'll miss you, my dear daughter," he says in a low voice. His thoughts are interrupted by a tap on the door. "Come in," he says. A middle-aged woman enters, holding several files on one hand. "Here are the files you requested, Sir." "Thank yo...
Submitted to Contest #52
"Jerry, the car has arrived," says Tom, rushing to the room. "We've to go now."I straighten my bow tie for the last time, take one last look at my face, and turn to face Tom."How do I look?" I ask him."The best you've ever been," he says.I pick up my coat lying on the arm of the sofa and fold it on my arm."Where are the keys?" he asks."On the sofa," I reply."Gotcha," he says.He locks the door, and we start descending the stairs.I shudder at the thought for a millionth time. Will I hold myself erect like a statue, not shy, not embarrassing as...
Submitted to Contest #50
"You want to beat me because I told you it's your fault, it would not have occurred," he says. "Ok, go ahead. Just remember before you throw your first blow, I'm not afraid of you." John looks at him in amazement while working his mind to control the anger that is rising in him. "Are you insane?" asks James in deep-angry voice. "Do you think I will do something as stupid as that?" "Yes. If it's not the case, why is your fist being pointed in my direction?" John doesn't respond. He continues staring at James in awe. "You have an an...
Submitted to Contest #49
Short Story "The weather of today is inviting. Not too hot nor too cold," a female voice says. Phil turns his face to the direction of the voice. "It sure is," he says, smiling back at the old woman who is sitting a few inches from him. He reverts his gaze to the children playing hide-and-seek. He has enjoyed every bit of the children's play including singing nursery rhymes. The sight of the children playing reminds him of his dull childhood years. His growing years were spent doing things reserved for adults. "You love i...
Submitted to Contest #48
Anxiously, you stare at the wall clock, praying the hands to move slowly.Beads of sweats have formed on your forehead, as your breathing becomes heavy with every tickling of the clock's hands.Sitting on the edge of your bed, you throw glances at the clock and at the door.It starts again, for the seventh time. You're unable to control it, and afraid if it will happen again. The trembling, you can feel it from your head to your legs.You endure the uncontrollable shaking which is followed by a thrusting pain in your hands and legs.You resist th...
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