Em C.

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

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“Unfinished Business” by Em C.

Music bared over the speakers that dawned the corners of the club's walls. Why they were playing this song, she didn't know, but the melody—lyrics and voice—uprooted something she had long since buried. She had to leave the room. Get away from the noise. But she didn't have time. Time. It seemed to slow as her thoughts clouded her eyes. She needed something. Her...

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“His North Star.” by Em C.

Stars flickered in and out of view from the spanning blue painted above them. The blanket draped over their shoulders held them down, keeping them on Earth as if their minds were helium-filled balloons slipping from a little kid’s fingertips.  The world was calm and still when the pair of friends lay under the star together. But Miles’s body still felt like it sat on a bed of nails, clutching his own hand to his chest even when he wanted to reach over and grab Oaklynn’s. But he feared that if he did, he would fracture and snap...

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“Just Like Autumn” by Em C.

Red sidewalk, scratchy graffiti, dying leaves, and fuzzy sweaters. It’s soft, intense, saturated and even pastel. Red was Dee's favourite colour but she could barely stand it now. It surrounded her body and filled her senses, spawning swirls of a girl named Autumn Gray.  Dee nearly stumbled at the mere reminder. She had buried that girl’s name since she had left their little home behind just last fall. ‘She left in autumn, how ironic,’ Dee internally remarked.  Thinking about it now, Dee realized her feet ...

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“We'll Stay Here” by Em C.

'All of Me' by John Legend was playing on the loudspeakers. Couples pressed together while slowly moving, but all of them seemed to be staring at the two boys slow-dancing. They were watching them like hawks. Gazes penetrating their backs, watching every step and every little touch the two boys shared. They could hear the whispers, could see the pointed and crooked fingers as kids sneered.

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Author bio

I've always wanted to enter writing contests since I first started writing. So here I am, actually achieving a goal. We'll see how it turns out.