Catarina Damas

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Until you ask for a caramel macchiato” by Catarina Damas

Submitted to Contest #103

She appeared in my dreams, and since then I've been unable to sleep comfortably because I feel guilty... it could all make sense if I was a fuck boy, but the truth is I've never looked down on women, and I've always cared more about my degree in physical engineering than anything else. Coffee has been a must for breakfast. I head to one of my favorite places and while I wait for them to call my name I hear: "Eve, here's your caramel macchiato" My eyes follow Eve, whose hair matches the color of her coffee, and I feel a strange s...

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“The Night Murderer” by Catarina Damas

Submitted to Contest #24

I sigh.It's hard to believe that I just killed my 8th victim when I don't even know why I'm doing this. My heart commands me not to do such a thing, but my hands tell another story.Chicago wakes up to the terrible news that the serial killer took one more life. People get even more hysterical than they were a few days ago and Albert Simon, the chief-inspector, calls the famous Agent Vincent Mccgregor so that this case can be solved as fast as possible. Albert’s police station receives about 15 calls a day reporting cases such as stalkin...

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“Dead Voice” by Catarina Damas

Submitted to Contest #4

"You can make it if you try", I hear a monstrous voice inside my head."She is with your boyfriend now... " the voice continues and I wriggle around my bed. When will I be able to sleep again?"You call her your "bestie" but she never liked you. She likes your boyfriend the most."-Shut up!- I yell."You would be so much happier if you killed her…”-Please...go away- I beg, almost crying."Kill her and I will leave".I get up from my bed at a fast pace and grab my sleeping pills."I will be back in the morning, don't worry" - I hear.After these word...

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“The Rebellious Kid” by Catarina Damas

Submitted to Contest #4

The sea. Something beautiful, yet terrifying. Like me.I have so many thoughts on my head that I have been known to be always off the world. It isn’t a lie though. Many people think that I must be thinking about something scary, like cutting someone’s head and cooking it for dinner, but I always find myself going to that one place. The sea. Blue, sometimes green or even gray, it changes based on that day's weather, like I change my clothes because of the rain or the intense sun.From a long distance, I can’t see the strong waves that are alway...

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Author bio

just letting my imagination out