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Damien Pearson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

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The Evo Phone

Ten minutes to midnight, Evolution Tech towered ten stories high, brown shadows bouncing off its blue glass exterior as he neared the laboratory entrance.“West, I'm happy to see you!” a female automated voice greeted.“Hello, Janice!” West replied deeply.Beep! West’s glass door slid, revealing a thick, metallic smell.West breathed, “Thank you, Janice!” His slim frame crossed the doorway, dropping a blue tech bag on the table. He shrugged into a white lab coat.A gray swivel chair seated West, scooting off to the storage bins. A fragile, thin s...

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10:45 to Crimson

“Crinkle.” The blue doritos bag wrinkled, leaving the shelf. Cling, a cold raspberry Arizona knocked against the cooler. Poof! A red basket carried the items. Pit! The basket rose to the 711 logoed countertop. “Beep,” the gray scanner echoed. “Hello Odell, that’s all?” the fatigued, sweaty, black and green uniformed clerk asked in an indian accent, standing before a transparent cigarette cabinet. Odell revealed his brown leather wallet, easing eleven crisp dollars from the compartment. “Here ya go,” he expressed, handing the money. “Ching, c...

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It Must Come Down

“Humm, humm, humm!” I repeated.I stooped continuously, showering azaleas and roses with water throughout the land. The last drops of water crowded the jug nozzle, trickling to a blue plant. Exhausted, I rose from the plant, eyeing the concrete foundation I loved. The aqueduct, mighty and long, spanned seventeen miles across Bareville. It transported water to structures, revolutionizing the presence of water for drinking, bathing, and other uses. Grandad Jacob engineered and facilitated its construction, soon amounting to a pillar of the comm...

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The Fall

Jake's invitation to hike the Waway mountain caught me off guard. He booked a private hike for the two of us. We had not hiked in several years after Jake's leg injury. A few days before the hike, I scoured the garage for my Ozark Hiking backpack. I snatched a flashlight, trekking poles, a knife, flare gun, first aid kit, and a gallon of water and trail mix from the brown peg wall. I was prepared for the adventure. Exactly at 7:30 AM, a motor hummed around the curb. Jake pulled up in front of my house. “Beep, beep!” the Jeep’s horn blared. J...

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The Unreal Me

My life was relatively boring and filled with the vicissitudes that many experience. I was loveless for the majority of my adulthood. Potential relationships barely went anywhere after numerous dates and one night stands. I was constantly disrespected at my job and placed at the bottom of the barrel. Oh, and I shied away from thrilling activities. Despite my inadequacies in life, I found an outlet that described me in a nutshell. One day, I was surfing the TV guide. I came across a new show called “The Unreal Me.” The show showcased the live...

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Out of the Mechanical Room

Google Maps blared, “The next turn is in 50 miles. Your destination will be on the right!”The car rumbled as I coasted Highway 56 to visit my Uncle Chuck in the Fairview countryside. He had called a few days earlier and invited me to his newly constructed barn. I had not been to Fairview since I moved to the city at 18 and remained there after getting acquainted with the conveniences and securing a lucrative electrician role at a thriving electrical company. During the last fifty minutes of the drive, the sun's rays beamed from the sky and c...

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The Dust Becomes Us

One day I was reading a book called What If. Chapter 7 finished, "It is typical to see a human or animal as you observe the world. These organisms are lively and operate in their environments every day. In contrast, anything such as dust, a crumb, or a piece of trash is inanimate and deemed useless. It bothers our world and must be cleaned away. The bigger question I ask you is, what if one of these inanimate objects acted like a human? What would you do?""Beep, beep!" my watch rang, reminding me to take my daily walk.I closed the book and d...

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Made of Steel

In the early 20th century, the land in Cromwell began as a dusty plain of dirt with small wooden shacks. Humble inhabitants raised their families on the land and grew crops to sustain themselves and their community. Eventually, their rudimentary labor turned into a thriving hustle. An influx of families moved to Cromwell and skilled laborers from other cities established key infrastructure such as subdivisions, hospitals, and grocery stores. Despite so much advancement in Cromwell, an unprecedented development was underway to revolutionize i...

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The Camera and the Train

I looked out the window as the cab pulled into Sway Train Station. People paced the platform as they visited the ticket booth and found their lines. I gathered my luggage from the trunk and approached an empty bench when I took out my camera and took pictures of the crowd. Suddenly, a man emerged from behind me and tapped my shoulder. I looked out of my peripheral to see he was dressed in black, hardly paying attention to his face. He handed me a train station pass for free food at the concession stand. Eventually, he left and went on handin...

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The Belmont Retreat

“The Belmont, a sprawling man-made retreat situated in glamor hills has finally finished construction!” newsman Steve exclaimed.He continued, “The hotel will start accepting guests on February 17th. Book your stay on Belmont.com now!”Dad turned the TV off, “That’s what I called you guys in here for! The Belmont is finally done.”Mom expressed, “So what? The Belmont is for the wealthy, not for us!”Dad replied, “The Belmont is for us as I have managed to establish a relationship with the architect, Desso Massun.”Everyone gasped.Dad exclaimed, “...

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Coming For You

Submitted to Contest #74

On Day 1, it was a usual night in the suburbs. Mrs. Lomen's dog barked, and the teenage neighbor was up late playing loud rock music. Through it all, I was surprised that I could hear the sound of a car roll up the street. It parked near my driveway, the engine ceased, and the headlights prompted me to look out the window to see what was going on. The driver was male, and he was trying to retrieve something out of the backseat where four other passengers sat. Unexpectedly, I felt his head shift toward the bedroom window, so I ducked down to ...

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A Murder and a Revelation

Submitted to Contest #72

As a child, my family was not close-knit. I never knew my dad's side that much because of their criminal involvement. Each time someone from my dad's side did something illegal, it made news headlines, and my family would talk about it around the dinner table. "Did you hear?" someone would say. Someone always responded, "Yep, he's gotten locked up again. The jail is his home." I always took my dinner and made an excuse to go upstairs just to avoid the chatter. At nights, I remember sneaking through the phone call log, dialing countless...

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A Departure and a Return

Submitted to Contest #69

As a child, my dad, Kane Hot, told me the story of how the family business began. My great-grandfather, Dan Hot, founded the first Steamin Hot restaurant when he first got married to my great grandmother, Ellen. The two served the community hot and fresh meals every day and provided a space for enjoyment through troubling times. After several successful years, they made enough to build a larger restaurant in Oakville, where my dad learned from his father. My dad was seasoned and carried me by his side when I was born. I couldn't help but lea...

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Pie Shop Murder Scandal

Submitted to Contest #67

It was a dark, frigid, breezy night downtown in Panstake City. I was at Mrs. Goldfeder's pie shop to pick up an order that I placed a couple days before for my son. As customer demands grew, Mrs. Goldfeder became fatigued and asked for some slack while she went to the storeroom. Patiently, I sat next to the doorway when a man dressed in black with a golden watch entered and sat adjacent to a lady. We locked eyes for a brief second, but he immediately withdrew with a scowl. As time passed, Mrs. Goldfeder finally returned with my order when th...

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