CJ Spear

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2023

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Dear Mr. Malone...” by CJ Spear

Submitted to Contest #261

Dear Mr. Malone, It’s been ten years since I graduated high school, and I still think of you as my favorite teacher. Even from the first day of school, I could tell that you loved history and were fulfilled by teaching it. If it hadn’t been for your enthusiasm, I probably wouldn’t have focused in your class. When I heard that you were retiring and the school was collecting letters to give you on your last day as a teacher, I knew that I wanted to be involved. You were so dedicated to giving us good lessons, and you were unphased even wh...

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“Why, USA” by CJ Spear

Submitted to Contest #259

Why, Robert Allman thought. Unlike the usual meaning of the word, this time ‘why’ wasn’t a question. It was the name of his destination. Not in some hippie-dippy, philosophical way either. Why was the name of a town in Arizona, two hours south of Robert’s home in Phoenix. Why was he going there? It all started a week prior when Robert had been working in his cubicle. Robert was a reporter for Arizona’s second-best gossip magazine, The Rumor. When he had graduat...

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“Confrontation” by CJ Spear

Submitted to Contest #230

"My name is Reese Walker, and I hated you all." he said as he grabbed the microphone at the auditorium podium. The chatter from the ten-year reunion died off as the attention was suddenly focused on the twenty-eight-year-old man on the stage. Minutes earlier, many of them had been having a conversation with him, not recognizing him. No one had asked his name, but they recognized that he was successful by the Rolls-Royce he had arrived in, the thirty-thousand-dollar watch on his wrist, and the finely tailored suit he donned for the evening...

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“Kaleidoscope Eyes” by CJ Spear

Submitted to Contest #221

Cameron Garner closed his eyes as he rubbed his temples. When he opened them, he had to squint to allow his sight to adjust to the bright fluorescent lights of the church. He had been to this meeting more times than he could count. Most of the members of this group were not required to come here. Many of them didn’t want to be there, but the incessant nagging that awaited them at home wa...

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I love to write and want to be a better storyteller. Please comment on my stories and let me know what you think.