Elois 🌻

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2021

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Heatwaves.” by Elois 🌻

This is a story about a necklace. It's also the story of airports and glass animals. But mostly it's about a necklace and the person who wore it.I got a necklace with my name on it once. I didn't wear it much but the one time I did I left it at Bryn's house. Bryn was my boyfriend, and he thought it would be cute if he wore my necklace so everyone knew that he belonged to me. And that I belonged to himThat we were each others.It was adorable.. But like I said this story isn't only about the necklace it's about the boy who wore it.And what hap...

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“My Narrative.” by Elois 🌻

R: heyR: I have a question.L: ?R: we have an open relationship right?L: Yeah.R: can i have a summer camp romance?L: Sure.L: I thought you weren't going to though.R: eh. I changed my mindL: How come?R: well you tell me how much i mean to you but then you also have nat. So maybe there's something im missing. and i really do want to have my first kiss with you, but i want to soon and your not ready which i respect and i don't want to pressure you. so yeah.R: that's okay right?L: Yeah. It's fine.R: kk cool.Mika: I thought you only wanted to kiss...

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“one angry white girl.” by Elois 🌻

“Okay, class!” Mr. Grover clapped his hands together and slowly the class quieted. “We got big things to do today?” “As big as your arse?” Some kid snickered and Mr. Grover glanced around the room trying to determine from where the comment had come from before turning back to face everyone. “As I was saying, we have a lot to do. Finals are tomorrow! So all of you need to work, work, work! I'll be handing out study guides that I expect to be completed and turned in by tomorrow.” The whole class groaned. Mr. Grover opened his mouth to say some...

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“What if?” by Elois 🌻

The rain falls all around us. Except in the small circle underneath the umbrella above our heads. River fidgets with the handle before looking at me. “You said you had something to tell me?” He asks.Don't say it. Don't say it. You don't mean it. You're going to regret it.“I can do this anymore,” I whisper.. “Can't do what?” They ask even though they know damn well what im talking about.“It hurts too much. See you with him. It hurts. I don't know if I can do this.”“You can't make me choose.” there were tears in their eyes. “I love you bo...

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“help me.” by Elois 🌻

Friday 9:04 pm I'm not supposed to be feeling like this. There are so many reasons why I shouldn't be crying in the back of the car. My sad playlist on repeat is playing through my playlists as I gaze out at the blurry lights. But yet here I am. Hoping that no one asks me what's wrong because what can I say that doesn’t make me seem like I'm overreacting? Or I'm being too sensitive because that's what's happening. Besides, I suppose my parents would say it's my fault for putting myself in this situation and the general public would just be...

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“Pain” by Elois 🌻

The rain poured all around us thunder crackled and the lightning illuminated the sky. We stood under the roof on the porch her words echoing inside my mind I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I tried to reach out for her but she pulled away. “I hope we can still be friends.” friends, friends. Ricocheting around in my mind. She pulled up her raincoat and ran back into the darkening sky to find her car waiting for her. And then she was gone. Gone, gone. And I was alone. I stepped out into the rain, the rain soaked my clothes, their weight dragging me down. ...

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Author bio

🏳‍🌈 Here to write stories and question life and society's expectations. He/They