Grace Dunnam

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Cat's Maze” by Grace Dunnam

Submitted to Contest #95

The door on the left was a hideous shade of blue with an orange trim that made Pearl's head ache. The door on the left was a blindingly plain white with an absurdly intricate golden handle. She rubbed her temples. Which one is going to get us out of here? Pearl thought back on the past doors they had encountered in the maze. Three sets so far, like the legends had said, and each time Pearl had followed her gut and opened a door that led to more maze, and not certain death. If she was remembering the legends right, this was the final set of ...

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“Past Lives” by Grace Dunnam

Submitted to Contest #61

Past Lives I am an ordinary girl living in an ordinary place who dreams of extraordinary times. I dream of being a pioneer in the frontier. The wild west I learned about in my fourth grade class, the trail I virtually walked in an online simulation. I imagine the bouncing of the wagon, the wide open skies. I can feel my anticipation at heading west, at the new life that awaited me and my family. I wish I could be the elegant wife of the owner of a silver mine. Living in an elegant mansion drinking fine tea out of fine china. I would wear t...

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“The Living Room Disco Ball” by Grace Dunnam

Submitted to Contest #44

The Fortune Teller“Farewell! Good fortune be with you!”The man, walking with far more of a pep in his step than he had when he entered, gives an exuberant full body wave before I shut the door. I can see his figure through the stained glass window skipping off like Gene Kelly and shake my head.Being a fraud was a delight.//The ManMy life had been catastrophically unlucky. I had been born on a boat in the middle of a tropical storm, and when we finally landed safely on shore we were robbed. When we were at last able to return home my father’s...

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“The Canal” by Grace Dunnam

Submitted to Contest #42

The DuckThe canal was my favorite spot to fly to. There were too many ducks at the state parks, because even ducks had a preference for fancy things. There were always crowds at the Connected Lakes and Highline. The people there both adored and hated ducks, it really was a mixed bag. Kids were also a mixed bag. They would either crouch, looking at you, with their hands outstretched offering white bread (which is awful I will say) or rocks that they trick you into thinking is food. Or sometimes they would chase after you with a stick. Not fun...

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