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Deanna Salser

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

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Space Storage Capsule #103,567142

Submitted to Contest #245

By the time the eclipse was over, I was a lot less innocent. But when it started, I was a regular twelve-year-old girl with skinned knees, anticipating the last summer of my childhood. To be fair, at the end of that day, I was also plunged into a lifestyle no one saw coming. A lifestyle dictated by a continuing rain of debris that lasted far longer than anyone predicted, and by the drastic change in tides and weather when the moon’s orbit was altered. That summer I started my period and I took it seriously, packing my dolls, stuffed toys, an...

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At Least I've Got My Health

Submitted to Contest #102

People say “At least you’ve got your health” like it’s a good thing. They don’t know. Nobody knows. Because I’ve always kept it to myself. Sure, I like being healthy. I like being able to get up and walk or run at the drop of a hat, and I like feeling good. That’s not the problem. And it’s not like there’s really anything wrong. It’s just that I don’t feel safe out here in the real world. I mean, anything can happen, at any time. I look around at the world, and all I see are puppets in a massive play. None of us are in control. No one knows ...

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This is Not My Beautiful House

Submitted to Contest #99

TW: violence, kidnapping, rape It was the sound of voices that woke me. I lay still for a moment trying to figure out who was talking. As far as I knew we didn't have any guests and since our son had moved out last month, my husband and I lived alone. As I continued to lie there listening, I began to notice small things that clued me to the fact that something was very wrong. Number one; the voices weren't speaking English, and B; the surface I was laying on was definitely not my soft, comfortable bed. The last thing I remembered was doing s...

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Weeping Maiden Rock

Submitted to Contest #98

By the time I realized a storm was coming in, it was already too late to make it to the shelter. It had come on fast, faster than I had ever seen, and I had lived out here over ten years. I thought I knew the weather patterns but apparently I did not. An hour ago the sky was clear, with not a cloud in sight. Now the wind whipped my hair around my head and half the dome overhead was filled with the towering shape of a massive cumulonimbus, lightning jigging and jagging within it. Pieces of plants and trees flew in the wind that buffeted me as...

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