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Christine Hungerford

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

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Unless You Translate It

Christine Hungerford

“Billie Wills, why are you here?”He shifted in the seat across from me, his comfy chair right in front of the fireplace of this therapy room. He sat directly across from me, a therapist. I shifted, putting a leg across another, and looked at him. Gave him a stern look.It was dark, the firelight the only source of light. I squinted, straining to see him. I told him to move. He said he was fine. I gripped the arms of my armchair. "I said, 'Move'!""No.""Yes!" I sighed. "You know what, whatever. You never listen."“Uh…” He chuckled, putting a pai...

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Tomorrow, I Guess

Christine Hungerford

An evil queen turns everything into goopy ink, Meaning everything she touches turns to goopy, sloppy ink Or wilts into a dead, lifeless plant. No one wants to touch. In fact, everyone avoids it. Avoids it because it, they find out, is used by the evil queen To write stories with this nastiness to ruin the warrior-spirited princess’s world. What warrior princess? What world? The princess and an adorable animal by the name of Oink Oink, a Golden Retriever puppy, defeat the evil queen. They, the pri...

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Something Not Just Blue and Despair

Christine Hungerford

The librarian went over to the bookshelf, squatting down and using her prettily painted fingernails to try to locate a certain book she wanted to check out for her adorably, doe-eyed niece. Icy-white wispy hair got smoothed aside as she sighed. “Where is it?” Getting up, she thought she saw something. Something icing-white. So white in fact it looked like it belonged in a fantasy world, in a bookshelf of an elf’s cottage home or a comfy little living roof belonging to a dwarf. But this place was no soft place for a cute little creature; rath...

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Betrayal’s Not Always Bad

Christine Hungerford

The alien teen lay on her bed, talking to her best friend. He was laying on his bed, over on the other side of the neighborhood. It was a big neighborhood, so one had to drive to each other to get to each other. That’s how big it was. Hey. The boy alien texted his best friend. Hi! You still awake? It’s really early in the morning. Yeah. He shifted in his bed. I’m not tired. Haven’t been. Well, that’s because you’re not used to Earth time. This is Earth time. We aliens stay up— The boy alien’s eyes glowed evergreen, and words in evergreen s...

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Wierdness Abounding

Christine Hungerford

“Uh, yeah,” the alien thought aloud, putting a tentacle to his cheek. “We’ve been here for two point five seconds. No—” He looked backward to confirm, and then nodded. “We’ve been here for two point five minutes.” “We’ve officially arrived!” Puppy his son jumped into the scene. They were aboard their spaceship, cardboard boxes being lugged off the ship as if they were people moving into a new home. Lights from above—as if this place was a kitchen or living room with rectangular boxes of electricity reigning above them—illuminated the scienc...

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Cats Behind the Wheel

Christine Hungerford

Cat with black felt top hat covering the left ear.Name’s Blue Jazzy Nights.Lemon-yellow paws with soot black fur all around.Talks in the car in the passenger seat.Owner drives, not involved in any way.Half-eaten bags of chips and a half-drunk bottle of sodasits in the cup holder.What a lunch.My owner's not keen to eat healthy.I nudge a piece of broccoli.But she instantly tosses it back in the refrigerator.Entire ride focuses on me narrating my life.Starts with my backstory.I was rejected by Mother and then Father and then sent away to be ado...

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Joking Not with People

Christine Hungerford

My Nike sneakers guide me as I, after walking toward rows ofCars lined vertically,Gas pumps going in and out of the cars,Open the white-outlined glass door.I look around, hungry. Hungry after trekking along the road for so long.I actually lost a little weight. But then put it back on when I was eatingSome candy.Felt good.But indifference soon seduced me.This trip's killing me. 500 miles. So long.Let's just go home.I was the only one in the car.Just me and me.What should I buy?I’m a little overweight, but I’m wondering…Will there be anything ...

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Yes, Yes

Christine Hungerford

“Hey. You going to Tennessee, too?”“Yeah. Sorry, I’m walking. I love the cool breeze. In my fur, oh yeah!”“Oh. Well, I’m going to Kentucky. See ya!”“How long? I mean, how many miles?”Coyote throws sunglasses on and puts an elbow out the windowless window. “Mm.” He checks his GPS, hitting buttons and then finally says, raising his furry eyebrows, “Oh. About five hundred miles. Says…here…it’ll take you six days by paw.”“By paw!” Bear jumps into the car. Coyote sighs. And reluctantly nods as Bear thanks him for the fact that they can ride toget...

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No Home

Christine Hungerford

Dear Diary, I want to tell you that my life upended when nobody wanted to come to my birthday party last year. I even invited my best friend, but he didn't want to go, either. So here I am with you, like a lover with their love interest. Although you're not real, I still... I turn my head To see my best friend's ex-girlfriend staring out the window. What are you looking at? I wonder. She is still there, looking outside, moving her head a little. But I don't care anymore. She'll tell me later. Anyway, diary-- "Wh...

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Never Again Burning

Christine Hungerford

“CUT!” Diary, that’s how loud the director yelled this abomination of a word. The disgusting fool was really thinking he was right about the movie he was making. What a freak! Anyway, as I told everyone I was an actress, which I’m not, everyone actually believed me! I couldn’t believe it. I know, I know, I am an annoying, frustrating nuisance who doesn’t know what she’s talking about. At least, that’s how Daddy treated me. I wanted to be an astrophysicist and then graduate to Astrophysics so I could see how bright the sun could burn towards ...

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It's a wierd world out there

Christine Hungerford

“I just can’t help it. It’s the way I’ve been born. I—” The metal pans of bread, which oil and garlic goodness wafted through this crazy place made its way to the oven, was carried by someone, who barked at two people running around with a pad of paper and a pen. Three other waiters were scurrying out of this kitchen towards a table, a cake with six candles on it barely making it to the table as the family’s eyebrows went up and mouths dropped open, sighing in relief as the cake had made it alive to the table. Up went voices as all around th...

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Awesome Sauce

Christine Hungerford

“Stop picking on her!”“Why? What are you going to do, stop me?”“Yeah, loser! You’re just some fat, dumb person who doesn’t even go to prom. Like you ever matter or ever will.”“Why do you guys have to be so mean? She’s just someone who’s come all the way from another country.”“Well, we don’t really understand why she’s got to look like that.”“It’s just a birth defect. Besides, if you were born like that, wouldn’t you hate it when others ostracize you?”“Yeah—but I’m not!”“So stop telling us what to do.”“I’m not.”“Yeah you are.”At lunch…“Hey.” ...

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You Don't Know

Christine Hungerford

“Hello!” The gecko, as cute as can be, Smiled up at me. I stood, rooted to the spot. I stood, eyes wide, fear rampaging through them. But I blinked, forcing myself to come back to reality. “Hi!” Its wide, dimple-causing smile was very big. It blinked its enormous black eyes and cocked its head Like a puppy. I closed mine and took a few deep breaths. It’s just a slimy creature you can flush down the toilet. I told myself to speak to it. “Well, well.” It looked around itself, it perched on the edge of the sink. “What a kitchen! Can I get a dri...

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Not Scary

Christine Hungerford

“Here you go, ma’am.” I looked into the cup of the ice cream the monotone-voiced guy handed to me. I looked outside. It was a full moon night. This could only mean one thing. Halloween wasn’t so nice to those who went to McDonald’s. Because, when I looked into the cup, I had something moving in it. Something was wiggling in the ice cream, and I glared at Mr. Give-Me-The-Wrong-Ice-Cream! He didn’t see me. Well, I thought, my hand crushing the cup like someone does to a stress ball. You won’t be seeing any customers. And not selling is n...

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Everybody's Gotta Know Me

Christine Hungerford

The town was known to have hidden away treasures after stealing them. The town was known to avenge anyone who stole their stolen treasures. The town was known to lie about their evil deeds.The snake slithered and slid, its body weaving left and right the whole way to the desert-laden town that was the Wild, Wild West. Everyone screamed—at least the cook, baker and schoolteacher who were outside on this blisteringly hot weekend day—and hid, becoming recluses all weekend. Friday was going to be a shut-in. Monday came, but the snake sighed.“Gee...

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