Emma Chatterton

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“The Lonely Moon” by Emma Chatterton

Submitted to Contest #51

She looked out at the stars and wondered, not for the first time, at the immense size of the universe. The twinkling lights glittered across the endless sky. Luna wished, more than anything, she could travel across that vast expanse. But instead, she was stuck, spinning endlessly through her little section of Space. I wonder what’s really out there, she thought, is there a place out there where I belong? She wished more than anything she could go and see what those distant galaxies held. She looked at her sister, Terra’s luscious land...

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“Roses are Red” by Emma Chatterton

Submitted to Contest #49

Darik tapped his fingers on his thigh impatiently. He had probably only been waiting here 10 minutes but it felt like he had been sat in the uncomfortable, plastic chair for hours. The flickering LED lights overhead and the crying baby held by an exhausted-looking woman next to him were starting to bring on a migraine. Who even uses LED lighting anymore? Darik though as he kneaded his temple, this whole office looks like it hasn’t been updated since the 21st century. He groaned quietly as the receptionist called an...

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“In the Darkest Storm” by Emma Chatterton

Submitted to Contest #47

I think you are the most dreary person I have ever met. Being near you means sitting in endless drizzling rain without an umbrella. You are just grey. When Mr. Andrews paired us for the project, my heart sunk. Of course, it was probably too much to hope for him to pair me with Millie, whose literal sunny disposition is the reason she's my best friend. Spending extended periods of time with her is more tolerable than most people. But I would have been happy to work with Alisha, whose wintry demeanour is refreshing in short spurts. Or Damien, ...

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“An Old Man's Tale” by Emma Chatterton

Submitted to Contest #46

Sometimes, the most worthwhile things we do take a lifetime, Ed mused pensively as he sat watching speckled lights dance across the wooden floor as the rosy glow of the rising sun streamed in through the dusty windows of his homely cottage. Finally, the knock on the door that he had been anxiously awaiting all day came. He opened the door to see a smiling postman, his cheeks flushed from the cool spring breeze, the air yet to be warmed by the expectant sun. “Here you go,” remarked the postman as he handed him a neatly wrapped parcel, “...

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“Of creatures which we do not speak” by Emma Chatterton

Submitted to Contest #46

With a sigh he snapped shut the unavailing book he was reading with more force than he had intended, causing dust to fly from its pages and cascade around him. Balanced precariously on a haphazard stack of old, battered books; the candle by which he was reading spluttered and almost died causing deep shadows to dance across the dark, empty reading room. A shiver ran across his skin and a sense of unease trickled down his spine as he realised it was long gone dusk and he had not seen or heard another person move around in the large, maze-like...

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Author bio

Hi, I'm Emma. My day job is in healthcare and I am new to writing so I apologise if my grammar isn't always correct. I would appreciate any feedback on my writing, good or bad. I'm here to hopefully improve my writing as well as share my stories which I've recently discovered I really enjoy creating. Thanks for taking the time to visit my page/read my work!