Cedar Barkwood

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2023

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Wind In The Willows” by Cedar Barkwood

Submitted to Contest #248

Trigger Warning: non-graphic torture/death--------------------------They say that The Wind tells you things, stories. The stories whispered in the breeze. They say that those who can’t bear to stay away seek it. Even knowing that The Wind wasn’t a solution. There wasn’t a fairy-tale ending for those associated with The Wind. Yet, being away from it was unbearable. So I will tell you the story of a little girl, who tried to seek The Wind.--------------------------In a little town, there was a little for...

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“Agent 127” by Cedar Barkwood

Submitted to Contest #246

Trigger Warning: Death, violence, suicide, swearing, murder, abandonmentClide was sitting on the swing set, waiting for me. I could see in his eyes that he hadn't failed this time. Slowly, I walked out of the trees, my feet didn't make a sound on the summer evening grass. Yet he knew I was there before I had gotten as close as fifty yards."It's done." He said quietly. I walked quicker now, making no attempt to hide my footsteps."That's what you said last time, we had to go back and check. He wasn’t dead yet." I said."I did it this time, watc...

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“The Girl With Stars In Her Eyes” by Cedar Barkwood

Submitted to Contest #245

Trigger Warning: Death and psychotic illness and reactions. --- ---The doctors always told me that I was broken, that there was something different with my mind. I never believed them before I saw it…--- ---My name is Tara, I’m sixteen, I have one sister, two parents, and around thirteen psychologists, and four therapists. I have these dull green eyes, not bright leafy green, not insightful piercing green, no. Dull, sick green. I have choppy brown hair that curls, molding to the shape of my head.  I would kill somebody for my sister. I...

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“The One Who Spilled His Blood” by Cedar Barkwood

Submitted to Contest #230

*Trigger warning, includes mental health, physical violence, alludes to self-harm*I held my knees to my chest; that numb horror was creeping over me again; with the shadowy images of his blood, a shudder coursed through me leaving chills in its wake. I can hear voices saying my name, trying to break through the haze that has made me freeze, and go blind to the world; I feel another shudder rip through my body as I think about him. His pale skin, the way his green eyes had met mine zealously. How he had sacrifi...

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Author bio

Hello! Welcome to my page. If you're reading my stories and see a mistake, don't hesitate to tell me, I'm here to learn! A little about me: I've been writing since I was six. I wrote three novels in the span of 5th to 8th grade, (I'm trying to publish them)! But a lot of my short stories are actually 'reincarnated' from some old notebooks I kept. Some of the same ideas I had when I was 13, just better!