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Esther Ruth Ezra

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2024

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#ReedsyFunnyStory - The Great Granny Heist

Esther Ruth Ezra

Submitted to Contest #299

*The Masterplan*It was a hot Saturday afternoon in Namatanai—a place so boring that even the flies gave up halfway through buzzing. For two teenagers, Ricky and Jeremiah, the day had crawled by with the speed of a sloth on vacation."I swear, if I see one more 'Out of Service' sign at a vending machine, I’m gonna lose it," Ricky said, dramatically collapsing onto the grass in the park.Jeremiah nodded solemnly. "We’re officially broke. Like, ‘we-just-licked-leftover-chips-dust-from-the-bottom-of-a-bag’ broke.”Ricky’s stomach growled so loudly,...

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#ReedsyTwist# A Best Friend’s Betrayal

Esther Ruth Ezra

Submitted to Contest #283

The chilly autumn wind swept through the streets as Emma clutched her scarf tightly around her neck. Her best friend, Chloe, walked beside her, guiding her through the park they often visited during happier times. Emma's face was pale, her eyes swollen from endless tears shed over the past week. “It still doesn’t make sense,” Emma murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “How could Jake just end things like that? Everything was perfect.” Chloe wrapped an arm around Emma’s shoulders. “Some people aren’t who we think they are, Em....

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#ReedsyEncounters - A Dying Confession That Transforms a Town

Esther Ruth Ezra

The hospital room smelled of antiseptic and regret. Thin beams of light from the window cast fragile patterns on the tiled floor, struggling against the grey November clouds. Emily's hands trembled as she clutched her husband’s, his warmth fading beneath her touch. Machines beeped softly, a cruel countdown to the inevitable.Jonathan lay frail and sunken; cancer having stolen his strength and vitality. Emily had spent these last weeks at his side, holding on to memories, comforting him, and forgiving old wounds. Now, as his breaths grew labou...

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#ReedsyWicked - Finding Selene

Esther Ruth Ezra

Submitted to Contest #277

The storm had settled when I reached the edge of the small, forgotten cliff of Black Hollow. Clinging to the very edge of a vast forest, Black Hollow was a place most avoided. Its darkened streets and whispering pines concealed secrets, tales of strange events, and mysterious disappearances. But I had a purpose in coming here, a task I couldn't shake, and one person I needed answers from. The last message from my sister, Selene, had led me here. It was cryptic, chilling, and unlike Selene. The message had read, simply: "They’re watching. Don...

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#ReedsyWicked - A Shadowed Love

Esther Ruth Ezra

Submitted to Contest #277

Five years had passed since Jacob had disappeared. They, Jacob and Amelia, had spent that final afternoon together, walking down to the lake near the cabin, laughing and teasing each other like they always did. Jacob had been her light, her steady ground, the one who could make her feel at peace in a chaotic world. And yet, as quickly as a flame snuff out, he was gone. The townsfolk had their theories. Some whispered that he’d grown tired of the quiet life and moved on to find adventure. Others believed that he’d been caught in a storm and s...

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Dead Silence

Esther Ruth Ezra

I can’t tell you how long I’ve been here. Time doesn’t tick for the dead, and in the black silence of the grave, one day seeps into the next, uncounted, unmarked. Sometimes, I imagine the seasons passing above, leaves scattering across the earth in autumn, rain pattering in the spring. But those thoughts are remnants of my old life, a life that slipped away without warning, without any proper ending. It’s strange what you remember when you’re nothing more than a body buried in the ground. The things that seemed so important have faded, and i...

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Shadows in the Mirror

Esther Ruth Ezra

The nights were the hardest. The darkness outside wrapped around the house like an unwanted cloak, filling every corner with dread. At first, it was just an unease – a feeling, a flicker, a whisper in the stillness. Now, the fear had grown sharp, like cold hands gripping tightly around her throat, refusing to let her breathe freely. Lucy couldn't sleep. She had stopped trying. Lying awake, she kept her eyes fixed on the door, watching for the shadows she swore were moving just beyond it. Every creak in the house, every shift of the wind thro...

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Whispers from Beyond

Esther Ruth Ezra

The old house creaked and groaned like a living entity, its worn wooden floors whispering secrets of generations past. The evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting an amber glow over the peeling wallpaper and antique furniture. The long shadows stretched and shifted, transforming the familiar into the mysterious. I sat curled up on the old armchair, its fabric fraying at the corners, clutching a faded quilt that smelled faintly of lavender. The scent carried a lifetime of memories, each woven with the essence of my grandmother.My grandm...

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