Eden Myers

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“Bean Pies ” by Eden Myers

Submitted to Contest #61

Some may call it Deja vu. My therapist says it’s PTSD. Of course, no one knows the full story. You should be honored to know you are the first person to hear my story. This tale is about a smell. This smell haunts my dreams, the vision haunts my nightmares. It’s become so recurring that I have started not sleeping at all. I even nearly got fired from my job after trudging through the door thirty minutes late, adorned in a mismatched suit and heavy dark circles around my eyes. The smell leaves me with searing headaches. And the worst part? It...

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“The Waiting Room” by Eden Myers

Submitted to Contest #49

My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I was aware of was the fact that I was standing in a line, a really long line. In front of me stood a row of women, men, and the occasional child. Everyone looked confused but no one stepped out of line. Behind me, another endless row of people stretched on, but these people had their eyes shut, almost like they were sleepwalking. The sky was an eerie gray, empty, and endless. As the line advanced, the people behind me slowly began to wake up as well. I felt my feet move without my brain commanding...

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“The Feocoda” by Eden Myers

Submitted to Contest #41

It was a day that I would never forget. The sun was shining but not in the way we preferred. Instead of embracing the meadow in a warm hug, it weighed down on us with oppressively thick humidity. I squinted my eyes and saw the silhouette of Connor in the distance. I offered a small wave.“Trashy day to play ball, eh?” He yelled from the other side of the field.“Yeah” I responded with a laugh. He pulled out a dirty ball from under his thin t-shirt.“I snatched this from a kid in Town Square earlier today. Don’t tell your pops, he already h...

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“With The Sun I Leave You Here” by Eden Myers

Submitted to Contest #39

On today’s school trip we are visiting the abandoned planet Earth. This trip happens once a year and has always been my favorite. Earth is by far the most different planet to all the others I’ve seen. The sky is a beautiful blue, there are variating temperatures, and even water that falls from the sky. After everyone is seated, my teacher is the first to speak. “Settle down class, settle down. Today’s trip is to Earth. We have a very special destination today. As you know already from Introduction to Universal History, the humans were roughl...

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“30 Years in 30 Steps” by Eden Myers

Submitted to Contest #38

This was supposed to be the summer I would never forget. Concerts, trips to the beach, endless memories, picnics, sleepovers. Instead, I lie suffocating in some rich old guy's house in the middle of nowhere we rented for the summer. I’m jolted from my existential moment by the loud creak of the stairs. The footsteps aren’t slow enough to be my dads, but too heavy to be my little brother’s.  Before she can open the door I yell out to her. “What do you want?” To my utmost annoyment, she opens the door widely, letting in a stream of bright...

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“The Adventures of Kennedy and Raina” by Eden Myers

Submitted to Contest #37

Kennedy Micheals was on her way to her grandmother’s house, a typical afternoon excursion for a Wednesday night. She knew she was approaching when the rough road turned into a finely smoothed pavement. The houses got taller, the yards larger, the cars parked in front pricier. Kennedy biked a little faster, the people in these neighborhoods were not the most hospitable. She turned the corner onto Murdoch Lane.  She lazily propped her bike against the front side of the house and ignored the sound of her bike falling to the ground as she w...

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“Memory Loss and a Pen” by Eden Myers

Submitted to Contest #36

The harsh white lights burned holes into the back of his head. A low buzz from a machine caught his attention. A CRD, he recognized, which meant he was in critical condition. A nurse hummed quietly, replacing his IV.  “He-hello?” The nurse jumped back and stared at her patient who against all odds, was alive and speaking. She examined him, checked the various feedback from the machines, and swiftly glided to the intercome. “The doctor will be here shortly.” She explained in a disinterested tone as if the small shock from his consciousne...

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