Danielle Jumper

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2022

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Liar” by Danielle Jumper

Submitted to Contest #156

“I used to work at Sander’s Grocery too,” Ian said. I had grown used to Ian’s constant lying about everything. They weren’t even big lies, like insisting his dad is the Duke of York. Ian lied about dumb stuff, like he forgot to do his chemistry assignment for Professor Mandelwood because his dog wanted to go for a walk, and his dog hadn’t been outside all day, so Ian felt sad and wanted to take Pepper fo...

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“That's wasn't how it happened” by Danielle Jumper

Submitted to Contest #156

“That wasn’t how it happened, Edgar,” Sam said. He was becoming more agitated. “It was,” Edgar insisted. “No, we buried her by the well,” Sam said. “No, we didn’t, because I clearly remember objecting to burying her near a water source, Sam.” It was dusk and the two men were old now, but not old enough to let themselves rot in prison for what remaining lif...

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“Shark Bait” by Danielle Jumper

Submitted to Contest #155

I reached down to grab the man’s hand to pull him out of the boat wreckage. Shark fins occasionally sliced through water ripples just beyond where the man had been floating on wooden debris. I pulled him into my boat. His skin was blistered and oozing. He’d been languishing in the sun without cover for quite some time, I guessed. “Those sharks near the surface usually don’t attack,” I assu...

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“Playground Mommies” by Danielle Jumper

Submitted to Contest #155

“Mommy! Bayleigh’s here!” My daughter, Hannah, squealed with delight. “Great,” I muttered under my breath. I had hoped for a quiet morning at the park playground, not a morning of small talk with the yoga moms. “Hey, Tina, good to see you,” Bayleigh’s mother, Steffie, flipped her hand in the air, dismissively and halfheartedly waving at me. Steffie was tall, skinny, and bl...

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“Career Day” by Danielle Jumper

Submitted to Contest #154

“We’re running out of time, please continue,” Mrs. Finch said, while tapping her nonexistent wrist watch. I still knew what she meant by tapping her bare wrist, unlike these kids, who had never seen a wristwatch. They looked at their phones for the time and had no idea what the hands on the clock above Mrs. Finch meant. “Yes, Ashtyn, I’m a writer.” I said. I sat on a stool in front of a bunch of kids, one...

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“Absorbed into Irrelevance” by Danielle Jumper

Submitted to Contest #154

Samantha gave me red liquid in a crystal flute. “Drink this, Dana,” she giggled. Samantha always giggled. She was short and cute and never laughed, only giggled. I drank from the crystal flute. It tasted like punch from an eight year old’s birthday party. “You’ll be in our sorority soon,” Samantha giggled. “We like you.” I giggled back at Samantha. I had nev...

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