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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021
"Hey, are you alright?" he asked her concernedly. "No! I am not. I am shattered. He made me break down! I can't take it anymore," she said as she was sitting at the edge of the roof of the Carnaro Headquarters building. She looked devastated. He stepped nearer her. "Don't worry. I won't jump from here," she said as her voice cracked. He gasped in relief. He looked around. "It's midnight. Why are you here?" she asked as she turned slowly to look who it was. He trembled with words. "I...I...I am Tre... Trevor," he said. "You're the guy w...
Submitted to Contest #105
"She has everything! She's the queen. She's getting all the attention! What am I?" I asked at the reflection on the dusty mirror hanging on the wall. I saw myself exhausted with all the sword-fighting practice. My dark circles around my almond-shaped eyes showed my lack of sleep. How could someone sleep peacefully knowing that I would never be the main character? I was always the sidekick for someone who was seen as a saviour, ruler and conquerer. Her name was Felina. The heir of a kingdom that none of the outer worlds was brave enough to fi...
Submitted to Contest #103
"Who are you? Why are you familiar to me?" I asked a stranger. He smiled. His smile was ravishing. I couldn't tell whether it was real or not. I tried to pinch myself but he grabbed my hands. He didn't even talk a word to me. He brought me far from our so-called friends whom I couldn't recognize. Countless questions haunted me. He was wearing a simple silk shirt with white pants. Far from our tent. Far from the fire, we set up. I didn't remember anything that happened but I knew the story. It felt like a fairy tale that I dreamed of. W...
Submitted to Contest #82
“Wake up! Wake up!” I heard the thunderous voice of my younger brother, Caleb. “Ugh! Let me sleep, Caleb,” I groaned and buried my head under the soft pillow. “This is super important! You’re on TV. Wake up, Aldora!” Caleb screamed. It took me a solid second to be conscious. I grabbed my blanket and threw it away as I ran towards the television in the hall. As I was running down the stairs, I lunged out, “You better be not kidding!” I grabbed the remote and increased the volume. I couldn’t believe my eyes as I saw my face on television...
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