Cody Cooper

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021

Stories (13)

13 Stories

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“7-7-7” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #159

TW: SUICIDE, SEXUAL HARASSMENT Frank awoke from his delightful dream thanks to a shrill beeping noise. The beeping kept Frank from remembering the details of said dream, so as much as he wanted to return to whatever that magical world was, all he could muster was a half-awake mumbling “How do I forget to turn off my alarm on July 4th.” Each beep felt like a jackhammer crashing against Frank’s ears, so after a few seconds, Frank finally turned over and hit the “alarm off” button.           &...

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“Dark Side of Winchester Cathedral” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #156

Estate sale shopping, despite the morbid reason why the sale was happening in the first place, was a weekly Saturday ritual for Marcus. Even though he is just 17 years old, Marcus knew he could travel these estate sales to find the great deals from families needing cash just to pay their relative’s debts or just wanting to get rid of anything reminding them of their loved ones. Either way, with estate sales, the seller was desperate, and Marcus was eager to pounce. Marcus looked through the rows of goods laid out upon the driveway, with a ...

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“The Decision” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #153

TW: Discussions of slavery and implied sexual violence “WE HAD A DEAL!” the Saturn representative howled in the arbitration chamber. He slammed his palm on the ornate wooden desk. It was a vintage desk, a late 21st Century, minimalist design, made shortly after humans fled their toxic planet to colonize the asteroids and planets of the solar system. Yet, the Saturn representative did not care about potentially damaging this artifact in his indignation. At the time, it was placed in the chamber due to budget constraints, but now, anything ...

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“A Picture of Magic” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #144

        “Come on, take the photo! I can only hold the muscles for so long!” Peter barked at Braxton. Peter was standing straight up, shirtless, eyes piercing into the camera, flexing his biceps. He had his arms outstretched at an almost ninety-degree angle, hands meeting with palms open facing upwards. A fireball was located approximately an inch above the palms, perfectly circular, about six inches in diameter. Peter began shaking from the strain of sustaining the fireball for so long.   &nb...

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“Water in the Fire” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #143

        The only illumination in these woods were the star lights, moonlight, and the dwindling campfire centered in a small clearance within the woods. Around the campfire were a group of five young adults enjoying the getaway from the hustle and bustle of urban college life. The only sign that any civilization ever touched this section of the woods was the access road that enabled the group’s truck and towed trailer to reach this spot. The only noises were the bugs chirping, the piles of empty beer b...

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“An Indecent Promotional Stunt” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #141

        No wine glasses or set of utensils in Los Angeles Pizzeria were in use. The only other items on any of the tables were red and white checkerboard patterned cloths used as decorative cover. The tables devoid of any food, drink, or other personal effects from customers. The wooden chairs on each side of the table – empty. The air void of the aroma of any cooking food or any men with way too much cologne for their midday date. The only noise throughout the building was Charlie’s pen on the account...

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“The Civilian” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #140

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND IMPLIED SEXUAL VIOLENCE. PLEASE BE ADVISED.         “Grandpa, we are studying the California War of Independence in our history class, and we must do a report. Mom told me to ask you about it. Here I am, asking. So, what do you know about that?” Brandon asked me with an air of reluctance. Through the video chat screen, I could see he was rolling his eyes asking me despite his eyes being half-hidden behind his long, curly bangs. It’s hard to tell what...

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“The Picnic” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #138

        It was a monthly ritual my family when I was growing up: the lunch picnic at the local suburban park on the third weekend of every month. The park contained what seemed to be acres upon acres of grass, nestled against the hills for those who wished to go hiking. There were pine trees sprinkled throughout to provide shade and a smattering of bushes along the edges, but for the most part, it was well-kept grass. The park was spacious enough to where it would be impossible not to find a spot for a...

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“Remembrance Through The Lens” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #137

It had turned into a nightly ritual for Dave. He couldn’t go to sleep without seeing her face. He needed to see her smile. Her blond hair. Her rose-tinted cheeks. Those green eyes that could get your heart rate pumping just by looking at you. He lay in bed scrolling through her Instagram profile on his iPhone. It didn’t matter that she was married now and had two toddlers, a boy and a girl. He pined to see her photo, to revive the memories they had together. Looking at her smiling face, his thumb was ready to press the button to send a mess...

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“The At-Bat” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #136

I still remember the plate appearance vividly. My last college at-bat. I still remember the crowds cheering louder than the half-filled stadium would suggest. I still remember my hands being so sweaty from nerves that it was a minor miracle that the sweat didn’t seep through my batting gloves and cause me to lose my grip on the bat. I still remember the pitcher, a closer for East Texas who ended up a fourth-round draft pick by the Pirates named Diablo Reed. I still remember how clean my uniform was because I had yet to get on base at any poi...

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“Bri-An's Job” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #135

        “Come on! You can do this!” Bri-An looked at himself in the mirror, yelling to hype himself up. The mirror showed what appeared to be a thin, white-skinned human body, but with a red-skinned bull’s head on top of it with white horns protruding from his head. Bri-An’s nostrils, shaped like a pig’s nostrils, flared from the pep talk. “We got this! All we have to go is protect the dungeon for The Boss! From … a … potential … human … or … elf … who … could … use… magic … or … weapons … to … kill … ...

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“The Young Astronomer” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #134

        “Aiden! It’s getting late! You need to go to bed so you aren’t late for school tomorrow!” Pamela’s voice boomed across the acres of the family ranch backyard.                “In a minute, mom! I’m still trying to align this telescope to see if I can chart the trajectory of Jupiter’s moons and calculating the impact of Jupiter’s gravity on them!” Aiden replied without looking up from the eyepiece on his telescope, his ton...

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“The Gamble” by Cody Cooper

Submitted to Contest #113

“Here’s 100,000 dollars for Jacksonville to beat Kansas City outright tonight,” Mark stated in a tone of self-satisfaction, his voice barely concealing his internal monologue. “I am a prophet. I can beat the system. Here in Vegas, the gambling Mecca of America, the odds were in my favor, not the casino’s,” he thought to himself. “Where the hell did you get 100G’s?” Samuel, Mark’s childhood friend, asked. He was almost yelling in shock, yet his voice was still drowned out by the sounds of electronic beeping and change dispensing at the ne...

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I'm an attorney from the Los Angeles area learning how to branch out into writing, particularly writing styles I do not usually practice.