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Fay Winter

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

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My Second Perfect Moment

Fay Winter

Submitted to Contest #99

The sunrise is beautiful. The sky is painted rose gold, with tinges of blue and fiery orange. The golden orb starts to rise from the horizon, slowly moving towards it's place in the sky. I never watch the sunrise. But I didn't sleep last night, and so for the first time I'm awake to see the spectacular sight from my bedroom window. I sit on my bed in my fluffy pyjamas, cross-legged, and stare out my window with its indigo curtains. It's like something out of a fairy tale, the golden sky, shining stunningly through my four paned window, bathi...

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His Smile

Fay Winter

Submitted to Contest #88

I’m sitting in my seat, quietly watching my neighbourhood from my front deck. My half written book lies limply in my lap as I look around the quiet street, searching the world for the one sentence that continues to elude my brain, thus putting my writing on hold. How one sentence can be so hard to put into words, I don’t know. My neighbour that lives directly across the road from me comes out his front door, donning old green gardening gloves and a lovely smile. He brushes his soft brown fringe out of his eyes and waves at me as he notices m...

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The Most Elaborate Prank

Fay Winter

Submitted to Contest #87

Ooh, I'm gonna get her. I'm gonna get her good. It's April Fool's Day today, and my best friend just made me drink decaf instead of coffee. But she has no idea that I've just started to plan my own prank for her for next year. And it's gonna be epic. It's going to be hilarious and elaborate and amazing. "Man, Jake! I can't believe you fell for that! The simple switching the coffee and decaf labels...Man, your face was priceless!" I just smile at her. "Yeah, Posy, you really got me good. Good job." She raises her eyebrows at me and burst...

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The Forest Fairy

Fay Winter

Submitted to Contest #87

I stare at my prey, trying to think of the funniest prank I can pull on him. What about luring him into the pond, where he then gets covered in mud? That would be hilarious. I decide to go with that one, and I fly over the tree tops and land at the pond. I start singing, and I can hear the boy running towards the pond, trying to find the source of the singing. As soon as he breaks through the trees, I fly up and watch him from above as he slips and slides in the mud, and then face plants in it. I laugh so much. That is so hilarious. He looks...

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The Frozen Lake

Fay Winter

Submitted to Contest #77

The snowflakes outside my window twirled and danced in the breeze, trying to settle on the window sill, or float down to join the layer of snow covering the ground. I sigh. Cold weather for a cold day. Today, is my little brother's funeral. Because exactly 1 week ago, my little brother, Patrick, was shot in the heart by a cold-blooded killer. And my own fiance, my own beloved Liam, killed him. My sweet, funny, gentle Liam killed my little bro. My little bro who I would have given everything to protect. I shrug on my long black coat and check...

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Easy crime

Fay Winter

Submitted to Contest #64

A body has been found inside a Gothic manor. Looks remarkably like Bruce Wayne's mansion, except the people who live here have no regard for gardening and there are vines and thorns swarming the walls, giving it an eery look in the cold morning. Honestly, the people who live here match the house quite well. Both of them are old and have wrinkles at their eyes and mouths, and they seem to wear nothing but black and white. I wonder what century they think they're living in. "So tell me again what happened here last night," I say, shoving my ...

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A brother's love

Fay Winter

My parents are dead. Have been for 5 years now. And now my older brother, the only other person in this world whom I love, is gone. Gone because of some stupid government thing where every guy inbetween the age of 21 and 30 has to sign up for a war drill and go fight the uprising in, whatever the place is called. Since my brother is 27, he fits right into that category. And me, a girl who just hit 23, gets to go to her waitress job and pretend she loves everyone she serves. I'm known as 'the girl who never smiles.' You wanna know why? Cos ...

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Change of Plans

Fay Winter

Submitted to Contest #57

I sign my name at the bottom of the page slowly, as to make my writing as neat and precise as I possibly can. I am so scared. I straighten the two crisp white paper pages and stand up from my desk. I can do this. Besides, it's not like I can back out now. I've already signed my name on the paper. I take a deep breath and straighten my blonde bob and smooth down my blouse before pushing the heavy wooden doors open. The crowd of at least 200 people turn from their gossiping and stare at me for a few seconds before they all take their seats ...

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Sunset

Fay Winter

Submitted to Contest #48

My mother always taught me to help others. Even if you hate their guts, they still deserve a second chance. I still can't see why on earth you would try and help someone who would rather beat the crap out of you then say hello as you walk past. But of course, I have to. It's what my mother wanted me to do, so I always have to. Sigh. The things we promise as our mothers lay on their death beds. After my mother died, and my father started drinking to drive away the grief, I graduated from the University of Medical Science with a Bachelor of...

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Surprise

Fay Winter

Submitted to Contest #40

"No!" I scream, fighting against the ropes binding me as I lay in the basement. "You can't leave me down here!" My boss smiles as he walks up the stairs. "Yes I can," he says coldly. "You know the consequences of your actions. And you must live with them." I sob and stare at him as he closes the door on any source of light. And that's all I can do. Sob. That was 4 years ago, when my 12 year old self decided it would be a good idea to sneak out of the house to see my friend without my foster dad's permission. Yet I did it all the time. Becaus...

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