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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020
Submitted to Contest #39
Samantha looked up at the stars. Hoping for some insight. Some direction. She wanted so badly for the universe to show her the way. She saw a glimmer of hope as a shooting star shot across the sky. Samantha held her breath, closed her eyes, and made her plea. Tonight, she would sleep on her decision. She never did make Hasty decisions. Samantha rose earlier than the sun and knew what she was going to do. She started packing her hiking bag, first aid kit, trail type foods, water bottle, one chan...
Submitted to Contest #38
It was that time of year that Kensy would spend most weekends spring cleaning her house. Not only did this mean dusting, washing, and freshening things up, but it also meant a trip to Goodwill. Most of Kensy’s house didn’t need too much work done. She was already a pretty clean and organized person. The room that she dreaded the most was her master bedroom’s walk-in closet. She never really did any spring cleaning in that room.  Especially after her mom passed ten years ago. Kensy had no choice but to...
Submitted to Contest #35
I’ve lived a fast-paced life. Always on the move doing things. My job always kept me on my toes. That’s why I chose the career I took. However, that also meant I lost out on normal life things. Dating was just about non-existent except when a friend would try to set me up.  Most Fridays, my friends were at bars, clubs, or just having a good dinner somewhere. It was their weekly parenting night off I guess you could say. Me, nearing my mid-Thirties, didn’t even have kids yet. Those people were my friend...
Submitted to Contest #34
It was a typical day for me. Master got me up at six o’clock. He booted me in the butt that morning to go outside. Who likes having to pee in the rain? Whatever. If he thinks i’m going down those steps to do my business, he’s wrong. I’ll just sniff around here on the deck. Ah, perfect. I hurry up and scoot back into the house as the master is having a fit. Then I think HA, you're getting ready for work, i’ll have the last laugh. I shake my fur and spray water all over him. Then I high tail it out of there ...
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