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How long are five minutes?Long enough to devour a sandwich.Not long enough to put one together from scratch.Long enough to buy a book.Not long enough to re-read your favourite one.Long enough to call a loved one.Not long enough to talk to them for the last time.I learnt the meaning of five minutes when I saw someone breathing their last. I know that being a doctor meant seeing many people's last five minutes, I was trained for that, programmed, even. But this time I was unprepared.Possibly because this time that 'someone' was me.1...2...3......
Mia was tired. After the fight with Peter, which she had easily won, thanks to Strange, who stopped Peter mid-fight, Mia let the Avengers off – with a warning. “I want ALL the remaining Avengers tomorrow at noon, here. Or else.” Her ‘or else’ was a bit weird, since she was way too tired to speak it in the tone she wanted, but the message was conveyed and the Avengers got what she meant. Once home, or the makeshift home that week, Mia made sure that the little girl was asleep before drifting off herself. On the other hand, the Avengers ...
Mia opened her eyes. This is what she had been waiting for. This was the day she began working on what she planned out for the past decade of her life. She worked hard for it, and now, the 17-year old just had to execute her plan. She was ready. Nothing could stop her from doing what she wanted, and truly, nothing could. Her plan was fool-proof. After getting ready in her rental, she walked into the hustle-bustle atmosphere of MIT. No matter how well thought out her plan was, MIT admissions were the one thing it all depended on, and she had ...
TW: This story contains mentions of death, and animal harm.AN : To pronounce the name of the squirrel correctly, visit this site: https://pronouncenames.com/search?name=SerleI did a lot of research regarding Italian names, squirrels and even went out on Google maps to find accurate locations for the setting of this story. If you want to see them, the parks mentioned here are in the city of Pompei (at least according to Google maps). You may message me for more information on the 'BTS' of this story.-------------------------------------------...
Thank you so much, Skye for being a part of this collab and this story. I loved writing this with you and I think this was one of the reasons I went over my partial writer's block. Thanks again and I am waiting for us to complete Part 2!!!Everyone else, do check out Skye(they're awesome!):https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/1666d8/LeeShe was shouting down the phone again. Endlessly screaming at dad for “abandoning this family” when all he was doing was working. Mum said she needed more money for the support, yet she screa...
So, um, I have a few things to say before the story begins: I don't really know a lot about Spanish as a language or even the Hispanic people, so if I am wrong somewhere, don't take offence to that, and please correct me.It doesn't really have any 'TRIGGERING CONTENT', but there is mention of DEATH. So read at your own discretion.This story's idea came to me long before this contest, but coinceidently, it does kind of match this prompt. So, this is a story based on the Reedsy's judge's name, someone called LISSA ROSE.------------------------...
The backstage was in a frenzy. People were rushing hither-tither looking for something of someone. This was the case in all the shows that I'd attended. Same ol' routine, same ol' show. "Get that girl here right now! She's up next. She needs to go through the final check through.", the manager screamed at probably the walls. I could see the next girl, Jess from my 'cell'. She was ready to go. Sometimes I felt like an un-Karen, I HATED managers. But God willing, or rather, un-willing, I was named Karen at the orphanage I grew up in. "Wh...
That was that, I had to give a newspaper ad so that people could join me on my cross country road trip. I was just not going on that bus, renovated might it be, alone. I called up the local neewspaper, and placed an ad for the next day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "CROSS COUNTRY ROAD TRIP" People who wish to join me on my cross country road trip from New Delhi may contact on 123-456-789-0. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The ad came in next Monday, because o...
This is a story 🧾 about a boy 👦, for simplicity, let us call him Boy👦. You might think🤔💭, why I am not naming him some Bill👦🏻, Sam👦🏾, Tom🤠 or Harry👓. Well, in this story🧾, the boy👦 doesn’t🚫 play an important‼ role, so his name ✏ remains Boy👦. Where is the boy👦, you might ask me? To be true to the essence 🧪 of this story, we are not going to think about the coronavirus 🦠 and all that weirdness that is going on in this world 🌏 with the ‘omicron’ and the vaccinations💉 and the ‘new 🆕 normal’ and stuff like that. So, let’s take that Boy 👦 is in ...
Once, the king of the jungle, the Lion, got very ill. He asked his faithful ministers to fetch him food to kill everyday.His council of ministers agreed and brought him an animal to kill daily. One day none of the ministers was able to bring any animal.The ferocious king asked one of the minister, “Why is there no animal in front of my den today?”. The minister, who was a crow, said to the king, “Sire, all the animals of the jungle have gone to the nearby jungle to live. Now there is no animal left.”“And why is that so, crow?”...
Once there lived two friends, Rohan and Rajiv. As a birthday treat, Rohan took Rajiv on a trip to the local fair in the nearby city.When they were coming back, they saw an abandoned car on a strangely isolated road. They peeked inside it and saw a sleeping dog. It was dark, jet black and had a lot of fur on it. It looked as if it was enjoying in the car and wasn't othered about what was happening outside.Suddenly the road light started flickering. Dusk had fallen and the friends were in a hurry to get home. They heard a loud bang coming from...
It was a beautiful day in the forest. All the animals woke up with the Sun’s rays coming from the canopies above them. However, the birds were in for a surprise. All of them suddenly found a major change in their form and shape.The Peacock lost its majestic tail, the Parrot lost its beautiful colour and the Woodpecker was left without its sharp beak.The Ducks were unable to swim properly, the Eagle wasn’t able to glide, the Koyal (Cuckoo bird) was not able to sing its sweet song.But the hummingbird was hit the worst, it wasn’t able to flap i...
This is the prologue of a novel I had started back in February 2021, but left somewhere along the way. Now I am working on it again and I hope to have it completed before the 'anniversary' of the day I conceptualized it. Please comment on what you think about it and would you pick up this book to read if you come across it at the library.“Ben, look at that book. It wasn’t here a minute ago. Someone was trying to take it. I just saw an old and wrinkly hand grab it.”“Which book Destiny? You’ve gone bonkers. There is no book here and no one is ...
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