Deborah Sanders

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“The Party” by Deborah Sanders

Submitted to Contest #275

Todd sat on the couch contemplating the downside of being a teenager. Eighteen was the worst, caught in limbo. No longer a child and not yet an adult, at least not in this province and not in this house either. He was looking forward to turning nineteen next year, but that seemed an eternity away. Although his childhood had been happy, he longed for the freedom that he believed adulthood would bring, and a release from all the rules he had to follow. His parents were laid back in many ways, but Todd’s teenaged brain would rather not hav...

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“The Lake of the Lost” by Deborah Sanders

Submitted to Contest #274

Sensitive content: griefZac Porter drove the van along the winding gravel road, with his wife, Sarah, next to him. He was thinking about the days when they would have been blasting the tunes to break the monotony of the long journey, but things were different now, and it did not seem like they would ever go back to such carefree ways. Just this morning when they were setting off the children had objected to his music!Suddenly, Sarah’s voice broke the silence. “We must be nearly there now,” she insisted, “unless you missed the turn.”“I’...

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“Tick Tock” by Deborah Sanders

Submitted to Contest #273

Sensitive content regarding mental health, grief, and suicide.Dear Diary,I was twelve years old when I last kept a diary. It had a green spine, a flowery cover, and a little lock and key. I found that diary last year, up in the attic. It was in a bag, in a box along with some other remnants of my childhood, including the “Fabulous Five,” also known as my bedtime buddies: Big Teddy, Little Teddy, Black Kitty, Dainty Dolly, and Puffy Penguin. For most of my childhood, they shared my bed. My favourite, Puffy Penguin, had the pillow s...

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“Halloween Harvest” by Deborah Sanders

Submitted to Contest #272

Warning: content includes references to missing and harmed children I startle awake and look at the ceiling where the time is projected in red, 03:00. This light, combined with the streetlight coming in through the window, illuminates the room enough to cause some shadows.But I am no stranger to shadows, and they do not bother me in the slightest. What does bother me is the early hour, and the sounds I hear outside. “Did you hear that?” I ask my companion, Beau. But he does not answer me. He is snoring softly while taking up more of th...

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“Around the World” by Deborah Sanders

Submitted to Contest #271

Jesse watched the taillights of his parents’ SUV as they left the college parking lot and merged into traffic to start their five-hour drive back home. He raised his hand to wave one last time before heading back to the dorm building. Earlier that day, he and his parents had unloaded the contents of their vehicle into his room. Unpacking and organizing now awaited him.Jesse had turned eighteen last month and this was his first time living away from home. So, in addition to bringing along the essentials, he had also packed a few comfort items...

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