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Emily Germaine

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

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The Concert, the War, and the Nursing Home

Submitted to Contest #81

{*NOTE FROM E. D. ROSAMUND* So this is for the prompt about the old couple who has been together since they were teenagers… the story is a little odd because it’s not told by their point of view, but I promise, it still fits because…. Just read it. XD}  I just want to go home.. I thought, rolling my eyes when the door closed. I propped my knee on the table and took out my phone, turning off the recording app. I missed ten messages just for half an hour of talking to my grandma. I only asked her one question, too. She droned on and on ...

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Ten Little Things

Submitted to Contest #74

10 Little Things that Remind Me the Most of Elise: 1. Eggs “It wasn't me!” She told me. “I didn't do it!” I looked at the ground, the eggs shells in pieces on the ground, the thick clear and the dripping yellow spread all over the wooden floorboards. “Then who was it, Elise?” She looked around, her bright eyes beading everywhere, looking for any other sign of life. “I would blame it on the dog, but we don’t have one.” She wiped her hand on the back of her pant legs, spreading egg yolk all around. It’s times like this when I wish he...

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3065

Submitted to Contest #72

Dear Cadesk Coleson, I know you have no idea who I am or how I know you exist. I promise there is a very reasonable explanation and if you read down to my signature, you will find it. I am your long lost uncle. I doubt my brother has ever spoken of me and if he has it must have been very brief without much detail. I left the family when I was eighteen, the age you are now. I left without telling anyone where I was going and never contacted anyone again. It’s no wonder my family would never speak of me again, I disgraced them. I doubt the...

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Dear Mr. Darcy - A Pride and Prejudice Retelling

Submitted to Contest #72

Pride and Prejudice - Told by Mr. Darcy...It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.As a single man of good fortune, I can attest to that statement for you. It is not because the man simply wants a wife to add to his happiness or impress his elders. I, Fitzwilliam Darcy of Pemberley, am in desperate need of companionship and romance, my loneliness to subside and my heart to open. However, I can’t seem to find the urge to fall in love. Any eligible young woman I’ve met...

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Everything Nice

Submitted to Contest #71

I stood watching the door, my elbows resting on the table. Every now and then, my brother and I would glance at the clock, counting the minutes until we locked the door.  Jackson pulled his apron off and threw it on the table the second the minute hand moved. “Why do we even bother?” “It’s our businesses.” I hung up my own apron and wiped the counter.  “We don’t stand a chance… I have half a mind to go down and find a way to shut them down.” I shook my head. “That’ll only make everything worse. Just leave them alone. If we ...

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The Robin Hood Foundation

Submitted to Contest #68

I jumped over the log, my heart racing. They’ve just killed my wife... The best criminal duo of the 19th century is now a solo. I heard them yelling behind me, snow crunching under our feet and my hands covering my head. A gunshot echoed out, missing me completely but scaring bird out of the trees. I didn’t even know where to go…  If I took them back to my house, then they’d know where I lived and surely would kill me on the spot. But I had nowhere else...  So I just ran. I ran and ran and felt my legs burn and pushed through...

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That's All it Takes

Submitted to Contest #67

The year is 2038.  I’m a good student. I get good grades, the teachers love me, I win a lot of competitions. I’m in love with someone I shouldn’t be. She has no idea I even exist. Every day I pass her in the hallway, I try to get her attention and she ignores me.  I can’t talk to her in class, because it’s forbidden.  I can’t talk to her in the halls because it’s forbidden. I can’t talk to her on the phone because it’s forbidden. I can’t talk to her anywhere because it’s forbidden. My friend tells me I should j...

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Finale" "(The Game of Life Part 5)

I knew somehow I’d have to finish this game and I’d do it with Ean. Luckily, Ean’s cut wasn’t as bad as it seems. I mean yeah, he has a nice gash on his stomach now, but I took care of it. “Anything yet?” He asked me, staring at the sky.  I glanced at my backpack. “Nope… Do you remember any more of the objects?” “No ma’am,” He took in a heavy breath. “Are you ok?” “No…” I looked at him across the ground. “What’s wrong? Do you need anything?” He smiled and pushed himself up with his arm. “Chloe, I need you to win.” I ...

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Deception" "(The Game of Life Part 4)

There might just be a chance. My mind won’t stop racing, trying to find a way for me and Ean to both win.“Alright, so what do we know? Only one person can win, I know where everything is. I have all the past objects in my bag and I know where the first weapon is. The weapon will help either of us win.” He swallowed. We both avoided the big question neither of us wanted to hear.“And they’re watching us. They know we’re teamed up. They know we know about each other and they must know now that I’m not Piper.”“If they didn’t before, they do now,...

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Endeavor" "(The Game of Life Part 3)

“Piper, It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.”I stared into his deep blue eyes and willed myself not to smile. “I’m not planning it, I’m expecting it.”“What do you mean?”I glanced at him and fiddled with the cloth on my sore ankle. “Well, I… I can’t use my foot now, and I’m not strong enough. Most of the participants left are men.”“So what?” He came over and sat beside me. “You’re braver than most of them Stronger even. They’re scared. I know you’re not.”“I am, though…”“Piper, listen to me-”“No! I’m not… I’m not Piper.”“Wh...

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Fraud" "(The Game of Life Part 2)

Submitted to Contest #66

I was truly willing to do anything to get my lifelong dream. I’ve already been interviewed for the big TV show. No one has noticed I’m not Piper yet. Luckily, Piper and I didn’t know a lot of people.But I’m already famous and people are already betting on me... I hope I win. Turns out this whole game show is not what it appears. You see, I was right. It is not filmed live. It’s not even filmed at all, it’s all fake. And the raffle is not random.The reason Piper got picked and not me is because she does have a bad backgroundBecause ...

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Willing" "(The Game of Life Part 1)

Submitted to Contest #66

There’s something about the people on TV that makes me wonder if everything is made up. I watch one TV show, a game show, and wonder if it’s really real. Do they really pick the people randomly? I don’t know. So even though I’ve entered my information in the raffle (as the law states), I’m not so sure. I think they look at each person’s record and pictures and past and pick the people that fit the show. You know everyday characters… the clown, the bad girl, the diva, the hot country boy… those ones. I bet each person on a reality game show...

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If I had Just Stayed Home

Submitted to Contest #65

“I dare you! I dare you, Cam!”I shake my head and smile. Sometimes she really bothered me. “No, I won’t.”She stuck out her bottom lip and wrapped her arms around my waist. “Please… do it for me.”I look at the sky. “You’re not that convincing, Katie. Besides, I have to watch my little sister tonight.” I look at my watch. “Now, actually. And you know my parents, they’ll kill me if I’m late.”She wiggled her knees and growled. “Fine. But you’re boring, Slater.”“As long as I don’t get murdered, I’m ok with it.”On the way home, I really thoug...

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A Small Cry and a Loud Crack

Submitted to Contest #65

The screaming pierced the quiet sunrise. I sat up slowly, my husband shifting in bed. He was already standing and throwing on a jacket when I finally came to my senses. I grabbed mine as well and got his bag from the floorboards and we ran to the door, tripping over our boxes we still haven’t unpacked yet. Several other neighbors were out as well. People whispered and cried, asking my husband if he knew what was going on. He ignored the questions and walked faster. A regular imbecile.  I jogged slowly to catch up to him, clutching m...

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