C Banubula

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“The Beach Umbrella” by C Banubula

Submitted to Contest #99

“Do you remember, dear, the hot beaches of Portugal? The sun beating down on the rocks, torturing them. The sand was like a bed of coals and you had to jump up and run, like a rabbit making its escape.”“No,” I said, “I’ve never been to Portugal.”We were sitting together at a cafe in Midtown. This is the first time we met, or so I believed. She seemed to believe that we knew each other, that we were old lovers, and would not be convinced otherwise.“And that wind,” she continued, “that desert wind coming up from the Sahara! A dry air, like air...

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“The same place as yesterday's sky” by C Banubula

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #97

Detective Kitaguchi knelt down in the flowerbed outside the house. Running his hands through the earth, he brought up a few worms and watched a beetle race off into the dirt.Sakaide had approached him, “It appears to be about the same as the others, Sir. No trace of a body. And one broken window. Just like all the other cases, the window appears to have been broken from the inside, pushed outward with great force.”“And no traces of broken glass around the window. A window that has been broken but no traces of anything.” added Kitaguchi, star...

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“This is It!” by C Banubula

Submitted to Contest #95

The address I had been given led me to an old building on Mission Street. On the walls of the entryway I saw the names of the different businesses that occupied the place. The names included a firm called The Introduction and another called This Narrative. I saw the one I was looking for, the one my friend had scribbled down for me: This is It!.According to the directory, This is It! was on the third floor. As I was halfway up the stairs, I walked by what appeared to be an old closet with the door half-open. Lights, colored lights, were comi...

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“The Bandit's Treasure” by C Banubula

Submitted to Contest #94

Most summers as a child, my family would make its way down to my grandmother's house in Mexico.The house was not what it once was. Before my grandfather died, they had had not only pigs and chickens but also cows and a small stable of horses. My grandmother, to make ends meet, had sold off most of the livestock and even sold off tracts of land.Nevertheless, the now small house still had its charms for me. In Mexico, many houses are built around a central patio. The patio is open to the elements and is surrounded by covered corridors. The roo...

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“Little Beauty” by C Banubula

Submitted to Contest #93

My parent’s 50th wedding anniversary celebration in Mexico was a large affair, as we all knew it would be. The friends and relatives that had been accumulated over decades were all there. My parents had rented a huge auditorium and Mariachi bands strolled among the guests.i had had some misgivings about the whole thing so I chose not to attend. But even I was surprised to hear about the gunfight that nearly broke out at the end. Well, not completely surprised. My misgivings started when I heard that they had invited my cousin Alejandra.Aleja...

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“Brood” by C Banubula

Submitted to Contest #92

She heard Cyrus in the distance. She recognized him from the small digging sounds he made. It was a sort of SCRATCH-scratch sound as if he was giving it a lot of effort at first but then his interest waned. Next came the sound of something being opened, that sound of release, a faint pop. And finally, the slurp of Cyrus drinking.Cyrus was her age. She had run into him months ago, they were coming at each other and almost collided. Frantically, she had tried to change course but he didn’t and they ended up in an embrace.“Cyrus, where are you ...

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“The Bumblebee” by C Banubula

Submitted to Contest #91

At 6:42pm, the last book was checked out of the library for that day. It was a book about bumblebees. The book-borrower, a young girl, had noticed the bees beginning to appear in her yard and this had set her to wonder. Where do they live? Do they live in hives? She had read somewhere that they live alone in small holes in the ground. Do they envy the other bees who live in big hives, wagging their tails at each other all day? She threw the book into her bag, hopped on to her bicycle and meandered across the small town. The town had a...

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Author bio

Banubula has lived in a lot of places. Banubula currently lives in Amsterdam.

Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #97
The same place as yesterday's sky – read story