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Carmen Ella

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2022

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In the search of the King; Chapter Three

Carmen Ella

Rebecca found herself floating through limbo. She wasn't really falling or flying or anything. She couldn't tell if she was going up, down, east, or west. Rebecca could feel herself moving through time and space. She just couldn't tell how or where. Rebecca felt weird floating. But there was no pain. In fact the trip felt oddly pleasant. Either way, Rebecca was in the book and there was little she could do about it. She took a deep breath to shoo the butterflies away. She decided that whatever came next, she would follow the advice of the bo...

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In the search of the King; Chapter Two

Carmen Ella

Rebecca hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary when she returned to her room after dinner. She went back to her desk and sat in her chair. She swiveled in her chair to face the computer. Rebecca jiggled her mouse to wake the computer up. She leaned in close to the screen. Rebecca had learned that Steven King wrote for his college newspaper. She smiled when she read the list of film credits. Rebecca had known that he liked to appear in his own films. She discovered that he wrote more books under the name of 'Richard Bachman.' Rebecca sat...

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The Smelly Old Man

Carmen Ella

Submitted to Contest #151

There once was a Reverend. When I was little, my dad met a man by the name of Reverend Jim. Reverend Jim loved God, Jesus, Church and everything religious. Reverend Jim believed himself a preacher of truth. Reverend Jim became my dad's best friend. In reality, Reverend Jim was a liar, a cheat, a charlatan and a shyster. My dad believed everything that Reverend Jim ever told him, including the lies. Reverend Jim demanded much out of the friendship that he had with my dad. He insisted that his way was the only way. Reverend Jim took hold t...

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The Adventures Of Captain Dither: Origins

Carmen Ella

Submitted to Contest #147

Captain Dither drove his truck up to the white warehouse in the middle of nowhere. He parked. He thought he was lost for a moment and rechecked the navigation on his phone. This was the right address, but Captain Dither could see no signs or markings identifying the address. Not even house numbers painted on the side of the building. “Oi!” He sighed, "Why couldn't people understand that addresses needed to be marked for delivery drivers to find them?" He saw a metal door that might be an entrance for people. He got out of his truck and tot...

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Quasi Emo

Carmen Ella

Submitted to Contest #146

Quasi Emo Let me tell you about an exciting place. A place where you can go if you need to cry or scream or do anything else you need to get your negative emotions out without fear of judgment or someone telling you that you are wrong for being you and feeling the way that you feel. A thought is a thought. A feeling is a feeling. There's nothing wrong with feeling a certain way or thinking a certain way. As long as nobody gets hurt or killed by what you do to express yourself, you are fine. I have created a sanctuary to unleash my chao...

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An Evening of Fashion

Carmen Ella

Submitted to Contest #145

The Fashion Club Hall of Fame was considering inviting new members into their elite high society fashion forum. Elite fashions from yesteryear were all in attendance. A simple white dress, was in attendance, scrawled with a message in red that could only be called TTR. The owners of the dresses "could not be found" to join this meeting; just the fashions and clothes, themselves. TTR was the first dress to arrive and sat at a shiny glass boardroom table. Also expected to arrive was a Pink Pantsuit that insists on be...

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The Photographer

Carmen Ella

Submitted to Contest #144

The Photographer Little Mary's mother had laid the special dress out on her bed. It was a special dress for a special little girl on a special day. Little Mary was going to have her picture taken. The Photographer wasn't just any old random photographer. It was her dad. Little Mary's dad had just taken up photography as a hobby and wanted to practice his hobby by taking a picture of his favorite subject, his precious baby girl. "Who's ready to get her picture taken by daddy?" Mary's mother entered the room and picked up the little dress ...

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Tension Breaker

Carmen Ella

Submitted to Contest #144

Tension Breaker It wasn't the greatest of times; it wasn't the worst of times. Mom had passed and the Smelly Old Man From Across the Lake had come for a visit to pay his disrespects. The Man would visit every 2 weeks for the next 3 months. He had stopped caring about mom ages ago. The Smelly Old Man From Across the Lake had decided long ago that he was too good for his family and abandoned them. If they didn't want the criticism or hatred or any of the other parasitic behavior that he had to offer, he'd moved on with his life and le...

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The Debutant

Carmen Ella

Submitted to Contest #143

When Witney first came home, she dived straight under the bed. There, she spent her first three months in her new home. The new Mommy and Daddy she adopted were big, loud, and sometimes scary. They took good care of Witney, made sure she had plenty of food and water available if she needed it. Witney's sandbox was cleaned, daily. Witney's needs were well met and taken care of. The environment was just new and she was unfamiliar with the people in it. Everyday, either mama or daddy lay of the ground. (The strange people Witney had found herse...

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Mighty Huntress

Carmen Ella

Submitted to Contest #142

Witney sat at home while her mama went off to work to wash dishes all night long at a restaurant. Witney would prefer that her mama would stay and play instead of going off to work everyday. So was the way that life went for Witney. Daddy was retired and could play all night if Witney wanted. But there was just something special about hanging out with mama. Mama had to go out and work, because, as mama says, "Soup, doesn't make money or buy itself." Witney liked soup. Witney decided that if she wanted soup, then...

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