Cassie Gibson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

Stories (8)

8 Stories

190 karma pts

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“Horse Girl” by Cassie Gibson

Submitted to Contest #208

Even after all this time Kiara thought Antoinette was was the most beautiful thing she had ever seem. Her coat gleamed silver-white in the sunlight, her mane flowed like silk, like movement made liquid and the mother of pearl gleam of her horn added a frisson of awe. Kiara’s breath caught a little in her throat as Antoinette tossed her head and whickered softly in greeting. She gave her nose an affection ...

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“Anxiety Dreams” by Cassie Gibson

Submitted to Contest #206

Have you ever heard that old superstition that if you dream the same thing three times you’ll die? I am sure that’s not true, I’ve been having the same dreams for years and yet here I am. I know they are dreams now, at some point part of me will wake up and flag a warning, hey we’ve been here before. Time to wake up. Doors not locking, running from zombies, running from life sucking ghosts...

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“The Library of Ashes” by Cassie Gibson

Submitted to Contest #205

The Library of Ashes has a sort of beauty, the beauty of charcoal drawings and sepia toned photos. Its colours are all muted, the air is a constantly moving stream of small particles - misting the eyes and giving the impression that at any minute the entire edifice might collapse into dust. It ought to catch at the throat, to make it hard to breath - but it’s not. There’s a slight sweet woodsmok...

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“Amy's Gift” by Cassie Gibson

Submitted to Contest #174

Amy turned slowly, gracefully in her white dress - her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and her eyes sparkled with malice. ‘Isn’t this perfect?!’ She squealed, ‘I think this is it, it’s ‘the one’’ she described the air quotes with her manicured nails. Alicia smiled gamely and tucked a strand of hair behind an ear ‘looks great on you,’ she bit back ‘…everything does’. Amy stared adoringly int...

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“March, Before Dawn” by Cassie Gibson

Submitted to Contest #164

I returned home like a fox running to earth, retreating to a place of unexpected safety. It was before dawn and the sky was turning blue at its seams. I took a breath of the night air; it was cool and clean and made me feel intensely awake. When had I last been here, six months or more, last Christmas, before? I could feel the debris of the city sloughing off me, streaming from my pores to be neutralised by the sa...

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“The Screaming Retreat” by Cassie Gibson

Submitted to Contest #150

Emma let herself cry for exactly 10 minutes before she hit stockpile. She knew Richard would have already offloaded everything he’d ever felt about her - except his resentment which she supposed he would be hoarding. You would think giving people more control of their emotions would stop them clinging on to the unhealthy ones. But Richard had made her realise that some people just wanted to be angry. Sure...

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“Odds on” by Cassie Gibson

Submitted to Contest #49

What Ellen was thinking about as she lay in the doctor’s office was the presentation of odds, one in ten, ten to one, 90%, which chance would you take? There’s a 90% chance I don’t have cancer she practiced saying to herself. But if there was a one in ten chance you would win a lottery wouldn’t those be pretty good odds? Who wouldn’t take that bet. The thing she didn’t like about results w...

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“The Last Story” by Cassie Gibson

Submitted to Contest #37

I went to visit my Grandfather because I couldn’t go to America. I wanted to visit the bristlecone pines, to see trees so old they were turning into fossils. Those trees that had seen the best of our civilisations come and go, though how many of those civilisations made it out to Nevada was a question.So instead I was going home. I had lived with my grandfather once, when I was much younger. I didn’t see him much after that. The odd weekend, endless teas in various coffee shops. I had thought about going to uni in Sheffi...

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Author bio

Hey I'm Cassie and I'm here to try and improve my writing by actually doing some. If you've take the time to read one of my stories then thank you, I really appreciate it. If you have any thoughts please do let me know, even if they're something along the lines of 'woah someone needs to take the pen away from this girl.'