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Charli Britton

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

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Red Light

She sat alone in her apartment, gazing with vacant eyes at the rush hour traffic. The chasm within her chest was almost as empty as the spark in her hazelnut irises. One singular drop of water hit the glass of her window as loud honking ensued below. More drops quickly followed, blurring the lights of the cars that sat bumper to bumper.Her stomach had yet to stop somersaulting as she replayed the text over and over in her mind: I’m just not happy anymore… personalities don’t match up as well as I’d like…Every thought made her heart break jus...

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Take Me Ravens, For Here I Lay (Part 2 of I Await Thee Ravens, Among The Briars)

“Who?” They look confused and their beady, raven like eyes squint at the yellowed paper I hold in front of their noses. “Callen Meyer. Or maybe you know him as Derrick? Or some other name he might go by? Please, do you recognise him at all?” I plead. “I’m sorry madame, but I have never heard of that person… or people… or seen him in my entire life.” The man I am speaking to doesn’t give me the opportunity to say anything, or even thank him for his time before he struts off, leaving me standing alone in the middle of the street. I hug myse...

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Frozen

You know, if you sit there long enough, you might freeze in that position. It's completely unscientific, but my mother used to say if you made an ugly face for too long it would freeze and your face would be horrid forever. She is gone now, but I figured I would use the same analogy. So, I repeat, if you sit there long enough, your body will freeze in that position. Maybe it's not so bad. You would never have to move again. All that effort that comes in stepping and propelling yourself forward, you wouldn't have to do that. Instead you can j...

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Death, Glorious Death...

Have you ever been so terrified you couldn’t move? No. Probably not.But It happens often to me. I am frightened of so many things.Especially fire.As the smoky haze closed in around me, My legs stayed planted on the blackened rug. One of the beams had fallen from the ceiling and now I watched, unable to run from my burning home. My father was under that beam. I couldn’t bring myself to go over and help him out. I couldn’t even move to save myself. I was petrified. Paralized by my fear.“Colette!” He called.He wouldn’t ask me to ...

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If You Can't Make Your Mind Up (Part One)

(Listen to Perhaps by Doris Day while reading)I leave my Saturday morning cafe, hand in hand with Rosilia, we stroll down the sidewalk, past the man who has been there for a few weeks now with his "Anything Helps" sign.Hardly anyone, despite the crowded street, stops to pay the man heed. He is probably another one of those people who dress up for the act and go sit outside with the sign and make people feel sorry for them, and get paid for it.The con artists.Not all are cons, but quite a few here where I live, and I'm not buying into it. Eve...

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Dearest

Submitted to Contest #102

I breathe in the scent of fried food, sugar, and popcorn. Today, for just a moment, everything is perfect.Evangeline is here standing with me, I have her attention, and can I say that I look simply dashing?I do.With a little breath of courage, I puff out my chest slightly, today is a day for bravery.Evie doesn't look so bad herself.Oh who am I kidding, she looks gorgeous with her sleek blonde hair pulled back in an ebony band that matches her red and black plaid skirt. Her scarlet blouse fits into her skirt making her waist tiny and als...

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I Await Thee Ravens, Among The Briars

Submitted to Contest #97

The bird flies at me, it’s sharp beak pointed at my eyes. It lunges and I duck, screaming. It’s talons get tangled in my long, golden brown waves. As it tries to fly away, I can feel some hairs giving way and snapping, allowing the bird to get farther into the sky.  I yank at my hair, trying to untangle the raven, but it’s beak stabs at my hand, and I feel something cool leak over my skin. A second later pain follows, and I draw my hand back, examining the blood that pools over my light creamy skin, the two colors contrasting, almost re...

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Shadow Monster

Submitted to Contest #95

One is cherry, one is mahogany. One has silver, one has gold. Both are embellished with beautiful carvings and intricate details. Both doors beckoning me.  From the cherry spreads a moonlight blanket, and from the mahogany, the gold envelops me in a comforting hug. Each door is extraordinary; is there a right or a wrong choice? I should not have to make this decision, yet here it is. Begging me to choose, but no one ever told me I had to. As with most things, time has changed me. Not only physically, but mentally. My perspective has cha...

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Screeching at the Stars

Dedicated to Dad—————————————————————————————————————————————————The wretched screeches of the anthropoids filled my ears. I tried to block the noise- my ears were to the point of bleeding- but I was determined to get this picture. I wouldn’t give up because of a few monkeys.I could imagine it. The way the full moon played on the light of the water, making the black, flowing waterfall glisten like a thousand stars.The perfect shot.The only problem was getting there.To reach the waterfall, I had to hike for two days before I would be able to ...

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Lost and Found

Submitted to Contest #93

Something about this morning is different. I can't quite place it.I push myself up from the damp forest floor and brush off the twigs and dirt that had stuck to me overnight.I'm used to this whole sleeping outside thing, and I hate that.The crisp, early morning air kisses my cheeks and I breath in deeply. But the fresh scent of pine needles is rudely interrupted by the sour smell of body odor.I groan as I furiously comb out the long, straight orange tangles from my hair.Somehow, I was going to have to find a place to wash up soon.There was a...

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Luminescence

Submitted to Contest #92

Normally, we all think it started with darkness, but what if it was light? What if light was as old as time itself? What if, what if, what if. So many speculations. Now what if I took those theories and turned them into laws? This isn’t something science can prove, so why should I bother? We all believe in science now anyways.  Where did the magic go? It has been washed away. Pushed to the side and labeled as foolish imaginings.  After all, fey cannot exist. Nor can pixies, nor can multiple deities, or even deities at all. Or can t...

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Daydreams

Submitted to Contest #92

From the beginning of time, there has always been one thing.Darkness.But with darkness, there was a counterbalance.Light.Many beings were born from these light and dark deities, but the youngest is the one that tells this story. Her name is Muse.—Flora is mothers favorite. She is so kind and compassionate. According to our mother, Flora is so perfect and treats every one of her siblings so nicely, and we should all follow her example.I would treat my siblings nice like her, but the thing is, I've tried that, it doesn’t work. Mother alwa...

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Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

Submitted to Contest #91

6:30 A.M. - Breakfast7:00 A.M. - Shower/Get ready8:00 A.M. - School3:00 P.M. - Homework4:00 P.M. - Relax5:00 P.M. - Start on Dinner6:00 P.M. - Eat Dinner6:30 P.M. - Clean up7:00 P.M. - Read/Watch Something10:00 P.M. - Try to Sleep11:00 P.M. - Pretend to Sleep12:00 A.M. - Check Messages and Time1:00 A.M. - Lay There With my Thoughts2:00 A.M. - Blink In and Out of Sleep3:00 A.M. - Sleep4:00 A.M. - Wake Up5:00 A.M - Check Messages Again.5:10 A.M - Put Makeup on my Face to Cover the Dark Circles. Again.6:30 A.M. - BreakfastI'm in first period Ch...

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Slaughtering Silence

Submitted to Contest #91

I shouldn’t be here. But that doesn’t stop me. It’s a dangerous thing being out after hours. After curfew. My mother always warned me, “Stay inside. You don’t need to go out now. It can wait until morning.” My Father always chided me when I came back late— or early, depending on your point of view. I never listened, and They took it out on my family. My three sisters are gone. My four brothers, gone. My loving parents… they’re gone too. And it was my fault. Who is They? You ask. It’s a secret. Why? You ask. I’m not telling. It’s also a...

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Buried deep

Submitted to Contest #91

I bite my thumb as I try to hold in laughter. But what makes me laugh more is the fact that I'm biting my thumb.Ian notices and gasps. “Thou shalt not bite thy thumb at moi!” He says a bit too loudly. Then he lowers his voice and his face turns somber. “I thought I taught you better than that.” It’s a mix of French and Shakespeare. My best friend is the weirdest person I know, but he is the only other person who willingly spends time at the library with me.“Ian, hush,” It’s all I can do to hold my laughter in as the librarian gives us dirty ...

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