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Christina GARCIA

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

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White Fences, dark souls

Christina GARCIA

Submitted to Contest #38

My tapping fingers stop to rest against the steering wheel as I lightly press my foot into the brake, slowing down while I approach the stop sign. Today was extremely hard for me and I couldn't wait to get home and rest. Resting wasn’t the only reason I loved coming home after a hard day. About thirty minutes after I get home, I settle down in my bay window platform in my bedroom. I sit and wait for about another minute, tapping my anxious hand on the book sitting in my lap. I peer across and over the medium sized fence, peering into t...

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Strange Encounters

Christina GARCIA

Submitted to Contest #37

I stare at the two big slabs of metal that make up the entrance, terrified because they're the only thing separating me from my new and terrifying life. I debate on just leaving and pretending that this place never existed. My mom would kill me, and my sister. I let out a strangled breath and placed my palm upon the door, mentally preparing myself for this dreadful journey. I break the spell as I push the door open with little force. A high-pitched sound rings from the door as it moves on its old rusting hinges. A sound, almost as if t...

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First, We walked.

Christina GARCIA

Submitted to Contest #36

I shuffle towards my comfy looking bed that holds so many memories, so many pleasant days laying and watching different shows and weird things together with him throughout the years. I stumble over something laying in the middle of my floor and crouch down to study the foreign object. My heart shatters as I pick up the ancient journal that gave me the courage to tell Elijah what I truly felt. After that day, I took over the small diary, desperately wanting to keep it and make more memories for someone else to read and inspire them to d...

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Spring Confessions

Christina GARCIA

Submitted to Contest #35

Two feet. Left then right, perfectly striding one after the other, down this frozen but thawing path. I could feel the cold and hot contrast of the chilly breeze and the slight heat coming from the semi-hidden sun. I’m too focused on the two different sensations to pay attention to the words coming out of the other shuffling body close to mine. The blurry words belonging to my best friend Elijah who I’ve known literally my whole life to this day. I faintly hear him talking about how he reunited with some girl from our childhood and imm...

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Here by Accident

Christina GARCIA

Submitted to Contest #34

I ran through the streets as the rain poured from the sky and down my face. This was supposed to be a nice sunny vacation with my family but as it turns out it became a total disaster. I'm not really bothered by the rain, I could just spend the rest of my days sitting in the rain, but it's cold and these wet clothes are making me uncomfortable. Not only did I get guilt tripped into sharing a rental home with three not-so-smart teenage boys, I got locked out and of course I didn't get any of their numbers and no ones answering the door. I pas...

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