Chub Chub

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Wait right here...” by Chub Chub

Submitted to Contest #99

Rain poured down hard over the small dirt path. The downpour now turning it into mud. A large steel toe boot splashed against the mud as the man angrily made his way to the treeline. There, a man was facing away from the construction worker. Taking off his hard hat, he waved angrily at the sitting man from behind. Yelling he pointed at the forest and back at the bulldozer that had stopped just before hitting him. The light from the bulldozer's lights illuminated them both. As the worker calmed down, he raised an eyebrow as he made out the m...

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“Bully me no more” by Chub Chub

Submitted to Contest #54

“Hi Mrs. Perskins!” A young man waved vigorously as he hurried through the crowd of kids. An old lady turned around slowly, unsure of the voice and man she saw coming toward her. The man was wearing a blue hoodie and blue pants and seemed older than the crowd around the school. He was catching his breathe as he pushed up his thick black glasses. “I’m sorry young man, do we know each other.” Mrs. Perskins asked. ...

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“Ignorance is Bliss...” by Chub Chub

Submitted to Contest #52

“Come on, really?...” He remarked as he patted the vehicle with his back hand. “What kind of person parks in the middle of the street.” He walks past the empty street in frustration. He had a bad day already. His favorite game ‘Dark Abyss’ has been down for maintenance for two days. Both days he waited in his basement apartment doing nothing. The wind picked up and he hugged his winter jacket to keep the cold at bay. He did not realize the snow was really falling when he left his place. &...

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“Old Friend” by Chub Chub

Submitted to Contest #51

The branch snap back and leaves brushed roughly against his face. He winced in anticipation of pain, but the twig narrowly missed. Stumbling forward he realized his memory of the place was all but fading. Through deep forest bushes and trees, he made his path forward using his hands to push most of the vegetation aside. He pushed up his glasses repeatedly as he brushed off any debris on his long sleeve shirt. The simple white dress shirt was now stained with green and brown, and his beige dress pants were getting torn. His jawline tightened ...

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