Bree Davis

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“I'll Never Let Go ” by Bree Davis

Submitted to Contest #81

“Hey Annie. Do you remember the first time we met?” Says Yuuto as a wrinkled smirk stretches across his face. I close my eyes in memory. If you would’ve told me I’d be here with him now on that day, I would’ve laughed for sure. Yes, I remember it like it was yesterday. I was 18 years old, the world was consumed fully into World War II. I had enlisted in the army as a nurse and was sent overseas to a military base in Japan. It was a primitive place, made to look like any other little village among the forest. Myself a...

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“You Can Talk!” by Bree Davis

Submitted to Contest #77

In these trying times, I’m sure we’ve all heard those people who think the world is coming to an end. After all, people are hoarding goods and making worst-case-scenario plans. However, we all know everything is going to be alright. These people are just overreacting. Aren’t they? The country’s government and its people were in turmoil with each other. Fights breaking out in the street was a common occurrence. Non-perishables and water were becoming hard to find. But, this madness would never reach my little town. Th...

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“Danny” by Bree Davis

Submitted to Contest #75

My eyelids fluttered open to a dim, sickly sort of lighting. My body ached terribly, and my head swam. Where am I? I thought to myself. I winced from the stinging pain in my back as I lifted myself off the canvas cot. The room was small and dirty. I could see the light streaming in from a crack between the floor and wall. It was cold which only made me feel all the more uncomfortable. As I took a step forward, my body trembled and my head reeled. I stepped in front of the half-shattered mirror hanging on the door. The person I saw was not on...

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“The Best Cake” by Bree Davis

Submitted to Contest #71

It was a truly magical Christmas season. I woke up to a fresh blanket of snow glittering across the front lawn. A curious little chickadee perched outside of my window. The only thing that could ruin such a perfect day was the arrival of Mr. Peter knocking at my front door. Ever since he started a bakery directly across from my own, he has done his dead-level best to one-up every move I make. I drowsily crept from my bed, wiped the sleep from my eyes, and made my way to the door where he persistently knocked. I cracked the door open and glar...

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Author bio

I am a young writer with big dreams. I enjoy writing songs, poems, and short stories best.