Dacie Zook

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Never Again” by Dacie Zook

Submitted to Contest #58

I always take the stairs. Not only because I'm in prime shape, and doing everything I can to keep myself that way, but also because I have a huge fear of elevators. I know what your thinking.Wow.This girl is a sissy. It's just an elevator. I mean she lives in a thirty story apartment building for goodness sake. Yeah, yeah, I know, but it's a legitimate fear. Besides it's not like I'm on the thirtieth floor. Just the twelveth. Me and my friend Macy, from twenty, spend a good deal of time climbing stairs. You see, we were both country ...

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“View Twister” by Dacie Zook

Submitted to Contest #51

Day 1It's been a week since the accident. Dr.Lou told me to keep a journal, so here it goes. Today I did nothing. I ate a bag of salt and vinigor potato chips, and watched All Dogs Go to Heaven. I try my best not to think about that night. EVER.Day 5I lied. I think about it all the time. The screams, the gun shots. It's never too far from my mind. Sometimes when a neighbor comes over at night, I hide. I know I'm supposed to be sleeping, but sleep doesn't come, not without the nightmares.Day 7Dr.Lou said my journal isn't descriptive enough. I...

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“Star Shooter” by Dacie Zook

Submitted to Contest #51

A blaze of light flashed across the night sky, then another. Soon the sky was filled with burning lights and the sound of them falling. Shawn grabbed his camera and ran. Tonight's meteor shower was a prime subject for his work, but photographing the stars was becoming more and more dangerous. Shawn reached the bunker just as he felt the heat from the meteor reach his back. Quickly he opened and closed the door, and ran down the stairs toward his underground home. Explosions pelted the ground outside, making the Earth shake. Shawn stumbled, ...

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“Coming Home” by Dacie Zook

Submitted to Contest #51

Kayla stepped out of her beat up Ford pickup. The blue door squealed as she opened it, and dust from the gravel road fell to the ground. Kayla removed her sunglasses and stuck them on her blonde head, squinting her eyes to a just to the evening sun. The front yard was overgrown and riddled with weeds, and thorns. Yet somehow Granny's flowers still stood in the hot summer sun. Kayla remembered helping her plant the roses, and forsythia hedge that now bloomed in a circle bed in the front yard. Somehow she had gotten her whole body covered in d...

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