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Dharshini Santhosh Kumar

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2025

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It Wasn't Just the Pizza.

Dharshini Santhosh Kumar

There were a lot of pizza places around Quincy, but my favorite was always Pizza Connection. It was a small thing, situated at the corner in a busy intersection, and we would walk there from our house, already daydreaming about their crisp roasted eggplant on gooey cheese on a thin crust, made just the way I liked it. As far as I was concerned, it was the best pizza place in the world, and while I didn’t spare much thought for it, it had a fond corner in my heart. In summer drama camp, when we were asked to make a map of our theoretical to...

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Saints and Sinners-Part 1

Dharshini Santhosh Kumar

Note: There is a murder, and the protagonist is a psychopath. But don't worry; once you get over the fact that she killed someone, is utterly remorseless, and has no emotions whatsoever, you'll find that she's very likable.Bobbin walked into the cafe, a pleasant smile on her face. There were a few people at the tables, and they all looked up when she walked in-like they were puppets and she had pulled their strings, Bobbin thought. This was a fitting metaphor, for describing her as a puppetmaster was not far from the truth. There wasn’t anyt...

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Hope and Sorrow

Dharshini Santhosh Kumar

I was a magician that hated magic. I know-ironic. But there wasn’t much I could do about it.As I walked down the streets of Mantiram, my eyes scanned the road for possible customers. There weren’t any particular characteristics I was looking for-anyone would work, but I preferred hot girls who looked adorably frazzled. I hadn’t had a date in weeks, and my sister was getting worried.Just then, I spotted a potential customer-a short girl with glossy auburn hair and glasses. With her leaf-green eyes and cropped shirt, she looked like my sister-...

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Chess, Crap, and Gum

Dharshini Santhosh Kumar

I tapped my pencil on the desk, staring at the paper. There was nothing on it, and I had a feeling that turning in a blank page wouldn’t go over well with the teacher. Still, as much as I tried to write, no words would come.I sighed, put my pencil down, and stared up at the ceiling. The paint job wasn’t that good; there were a few smudges of gray and-I frowned-a spot of clustered gum. I followed that spot down to see the teacher, sitting in her chair and browsing Tiktok. Every so often, she’d spit out some gum and throw it on the ceiling. Th...

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Thoughts

Dharshini Santhosh Kumar

A week ago:So, Sarah, how’s it going? Oh, wait, no, I forgot-No, it’s fine. You can call me Sarah.Alright. So, anything cool happen?Here? No. Did you expect anything cool to happen?No but…I thought it would have gotten better, now that your dad is sending money.Better financially, but Mom is still so hurtful and it’s hard being near her. Whenever I go near her, I see a cloud of dark smoke and it feels so oily and grimy and wrong. That’s the hallucinations talking.I know but….I just wish I wasn’t here. I wish I didn’t have to deal with h...

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Mother Earth

Dharshini Santhosh Kumar

“The truth hurts, but silence kills.”- Mark Twain Sarah stepped onto the sidewalk, steps measured and confident. It was Tuesday, and a brisk wind dashed through the pedestrians, inducing chills and minute shivers. Sarah, however, was well protected, as she had been wise enough to wear her long gray coat. It was a bit boring, but practical. As Sarah made her way down the sidewalk, she rummaged through her vocabulary, searching for the perfect word to describe this morning. It was normal enough; bright sunlight, chilly breeze, a modest cr...

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