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Candace Amaker

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2023

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The First Apprentice

Submitted to Contest #222

“Is it too late to turn around?” I whispered to myself as I stared at the huge house before me. To be honest, I had expected to be working somewhere more…businesslike. Not at someone’s own home, especially one that looks more like a haunted house. You know, the place down the street kids would call “The Witch’s House”? Guess I’m about to be some witch’s next meal. After taking a deep breath, I finally mustered the courage to walk down the short, cemented pathway that led to the porch steps. I was soon standing at the front door of the house...

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Utopia

Submitted to Contest #197

Noah’s grip on his baseball bat tightened as the banging on his front door continued. He knew whoever it was on the other side was trouble, and trouble was not what he needed nor wanted right now. And to think, this all started because he decided not to go to work this morning. That was the problem right there. He CHOSE not to go to work. You know that little voice in the back of your head? The one that you listen to when you are trying to make a decision. Your conscience, some may call it. But in this case, in this world many believe to be...

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The Angel and her Duchess

The Angel and her Duchess Two days. Duchess has only been under my care for two days. And I already want to drop her off at a shelter and never look back. But I could never do that, no. If I did, my grandmother would haunt me for the rest of my life, God rest her soul. I just could not understand why, of all the people she could have possibly chosen, did she choose me to take care of Duchess if something were to happen to her. It seemed like only yesterday when my grandma was sitting in her comfy, red chair with Duchess sleep...

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