Erika Naylor

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

Stories (3)

3 Stories

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“Say Yes” by Erika Naylor

Just say it, I silently reminded myself. I knew I’d regret it if I didn’t. I took a deep breath, gathered the remaining courage inside of me, and blurted, “I’m not in love with you!” I squeezed my eyes shut, afraid of seeing the hurt on his face. I heard a slight inhale from two feet away from me as he digested my blunt declaration.            I peeked open one eye, and then the other. He was staring at me, his dark chocolate eyes wide, surprised. He pursed his lips, and his eyes closed...

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“No Matter What” by Erika Naylor

Submitted to Contest #43

It was a Tuesday in July. We were camping, just like we did every year before. My Dad is a very happy camper – he packs the tents, camping chairs, portable grill, fishing poles, blow up mattresses – the whole shebang. Even as a 5-year-old little girl, I had recognized my Dad’s two loves in life: my mother (a naturally beautiful, graceful lady) and nature (sometimes graceful, sometimes just full of bears). Dad’s face would always light up when we went camping, probably because he could really embrace the father-role: taking his kids fishing, ...

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“A Little Drop of Starlight” by Erika Naylor

Submitted to Contest #41

Alicia woke up with a start. She sat up in bed, looking around her dark bedroom, trying to figure out what had startled her awake. Suddenly, the white sheer curtains hanging down over the inside of her window lit up; there was a bright flash of light outside her house. Glancing at the clock, the red numbers glowed 2:27am. Alicia frowned, confused. What on earth would cause such a bright light so early in the morning? Scooting towards the edge of her orange queen-sized bed, she hung her legs over the edge and placed her bare feet on the hardw...

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Author bio

I am a young twenty-someting chick who is in love with all the arts. I play piano, read obsessively, write just as passionately, paint whenever I can, and sing every night in the shower. Working on the whole being-an-author-thing.