Claire Elizabeth

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

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5 Stories

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“Aisle ” by Claire Elizabeth

I’m looking down at my shoes but can’t see the delicate heels under the layers of tulle and taffeta. The soft piano is drowned out by the loud blood pumping in my ears. I let out one last deep breath as the double doors in front of me swing open. My eyes are teary as I lift my head to look in front of me.  Wow. I suck in a breath and a single tear falls as I let out a small giggle. He still looks as good ...

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“Pecan Pie” by Claire Elizabeth

I scratched at the varnish that coated our kitchen table as my dad was talking. The edges were starting to peel up slightly, and the once shiny layer was now a bit clouded. A piece of the gloss snapped off the table and fluttered onto the floor below. In the kitchen, the air was thick with tension. I didn’t look up from the chipping varnish until my dad prompted me for a response.  “You’re sure this is fo...

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“A Few Hours” by Claire Elizabeth

Jessica pulled her sweater tighter around her shoulders. The fabric was warm and soft but it didn’t satisfy her urge to hug her sister. They stood next to each other in the early morning fog, silently watching as a warm glow started to light the sky. The lake soothed Jessica, telling her it would be okay.  “My socks are wet.” Olivia broke the silence first. Jessica cracked a  small smile and looked down a...

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“Piano Room” by Claire Elizabeth

The music slowly faded out as we sang the last note of the song in unison. Noah and I locked eyes as I slowly leaned closer to him. His arm was already around my back, a calculated gesture he made in the third verse. As the music came to an end, he leaned down and connected our lips. I rushed the microphone to the side of my face to give us the smallest bit of privacy from the cameras and crowd. Just ...

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“The Photo” by Claire Elizabeth

I stared down with tired eyes at the cheap disposable cameras sitting in front of me on the table. “Come on J, it doesn’t count if you are already planning your defeat.” Chris gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before grabbing one of the cameras. “I’m not planning it, I’m just accepting it. I know I can’t win a rigged game.” He gave a quick laugh and handed me my scarf from the coat rack. “...

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Author bio

I just write for fun so any feedback is really appreciated!! I’m honestly surprised people read what I write and I’m always honored when people respond!

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