Dragana Ristova

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

Stories (6)

6 Stories

109 karma pts

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“Cara” by Dragana Ristova

Submitted to Contest #281

I stand and watch the passing of time. The night is cold, too cold for a December night, as if the Earth has frozen. And I am not properly dressed. In this black suit I haven’t worn for years, no coat which I find odd and a top hat I would surely never put on – not anymore. I do not remember putting on any piece of clothing on this frail body, I do not remember leaving my bed, but here I am outside, in our rose garden.I take a step towards the front door, using my cane which I just become aware is at my side, my steps not making any sou...

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“The moment of catastrophe” by Dragana Ristova

Submitted to Contest #105

Timmy was scared. He woke up feeling cold and realized he was lying on a metal surface. Unfamiliar faces flashed before his eyes. A young woman with an older man on one side and two older ladies on the other side, all around him. As he started shivering, he thought of his mother. Where was she, he asked the woman on his right but didn’t get an answer. Then he caught a glimpse of the background and noticed they were in movement. He was on some kind of a vehicle and the others were walking and pushing him through some kind of a hallway. ...

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“Elara” by Dragana Ristova

Submitted to Contest #95

Two doors. One black and one white. Black and White. Light and dark. Both carved with such beautiful old symbols. Maybe if I studied them, I’d figure out which one I should go through. Which one would lead me on the right path. Back home to my little village, my house and my parents that I left behind. But I didn’t have time. I could hear the steps of my chaser and their sound was only louder in the silent woods behind. The hunter was near, he was ready to catch his prey at last and he was running out of patience each second. And yet, I...

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“Do you want to build a snowman?” by Dragana Ristova

Submitted to Contest #94

Emma woke up as usual at noon. She went through her normal morning routine and then went downstairs. As she descended the stairs, she caught a glimpse of her older sister sitting in the living room. “What’s that?” Emma eyed the white covert in her sister’s hands with curiosity. “My acceptance letter” her sister replied. “So, you’re going to college in a few months” Emma poured herself a bowl of cereal. “Aww, will you miss me?” Ava teased her. “I won’t.” “I think you will.” “I won’t.” “Maybe a little?” “I won’t miss you, Ava!” Emma said loudl...

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“The special scent” by Dragana Ristova

Submitted to Contest #71

The floor was covered in dust. Old armchairs and tables were taken over by the small spiders who wove their webs everywhere. Peeling from the walls, the discreet brown paint revealed a dirty white beneath. The whole cottage was a mess. Nothing like it used to be.When grandma was here this place radiated with a warmness you couldn’t find anywhere else. Pleasant amount of sunlight peaked behind the long rose curtains, a sweet aroma came from the kitchen where she baked the most delicious cookies. Kindness, love and joy she spread out to every ...

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“For Greta...” by Dragana Ristova

Submitted to Contest #70

She heard the weather man’s warning that it was going to rain, so unlike many people at the funeral, she had her black umbrella with her. Little drops were falling from the sky onto the casket that was being lowered slowly into the ground, creating an even more sorrowful atmosphere around the newly-put tomb. The name Greta Louise Jackson was written on it. It was written in the most elegant cursive font, similar to Greta’s handwriting.She noticed that as soon as her eyes landed on the text and her heart froze for a moment. It was only a mome...

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Author bio

Writing has been a joy to me since I was a kid. I love writing and hope to improve my skills :)