Hannah Lynn

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2023

Stories (67)

67 Stories

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“The Interview That Wasn't” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #249

“Careful, you’re going to rip them,” Donna warned as she stubbed out her cigarette.“Why didn’t I try these on before we left?” Frantically tugging the stockings, I tried to pull them up higher. No such luck. A few inches shy of fitting, they left me with webbed thighs. Crap.“Want me to run out and pick up a new pair? I think I saw a Duane Reade down the block.” Rising from the bed, she peered out the window to the street below.“There’s no time.” I smoothed my skirt down before tying the bow on my blouse.&nb...

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“A Tale of Two Cities” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #248

The children swayed back and forth to the rhythm of the train as it went through the countryside, suddenly slowed, and finally came to a halt with a screech.Laura pushed through the crowd to stick her head through the window looking around at the vast emptiness of the land. Beyond the small station there was nothing to see in any direction.“Do not get placed here, Johnny Miller. Ya hear me?” She turned to look into the eyes of the boy traveling with her, the boy she had known her whole life in the city.“It ain’t my choice.&nbs...

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“Red Means Stop” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #247

Pulling off my boots, I stood them up in the tall grass next to the bucket. Taking off my woolen socks one at a time, I rolled them up and carefully placed them down as well. I then gathered the excess material of my dress, expertly tying it into a knot at my hip. I sighed, reaching for my fishing pole as I stepped into the cool creek.I hoped the waters would work their magic to calm my nerves as I had become more distraught with each passing day. Being the first daughter of my father’s first wife, I was highly sought aft...

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“Birthday Reunion” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #246

“Happy Birthday!” “I’m sixty.” “I know.” “I’m old.” “I know.” “Hey! You aren’t supposed to agree with me!” “I’m just teasing. You look great.” “I look great? That’s something you say to an old person. Like wow, you’re ninety, you look fantastic. That just means you look fantastic considering the massive wrinkles and age spots.” “Stop. You look great for real. You don’t look sixty.” “Ouch. There’s that number again. Could we agree to stop saying that number?” “Whatever.” “Thanks for coming by to wi...

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“Come Out, Come Out Wherever You Are” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #246

“Ready or not, here I come!” Beth tapped out her text, hit send, and tucked her phone into her back pocket. She glanced around, making sure that Elisa had enough time to hide before she began the weekly ritual of searching for her. The Saturday routine was getting on her nerves, but she only had a few weeks left before graduation and the start of her internship. Whatever. At least she would finish babysitting in time to meet up with Greg for dinner and drinks in the city. She could get through another mindless g...

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“Moon Union” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #245

Gathered together as the sun rose over the water, the crowd of young women clutched their bags nervously. They looked around at each other, some attempted small talk, but most remained pensive.Pearl felt the butterflies in her belly beat their wings as an elder approached her with a dark haired stranger walking in his shadow. “This way,” the suntanned elder extended his arm to the waiting boat, the rower in place, the oars calmly waiting in the water. She tentatively stepped in, assisted by the younger man who sat down on the ...

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“Seeds of Doubt” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #244

MARK – APRIL 1, 2024 The logo on the envelope caught his eye and put an instant knot in his stomach. Another bill for another visit? He thought they were paid in full. Fed up with the exorbitant fees and procedures, the empty promises, they decided to go back to the natural way. Holding the envelope, it felt heavier than the weight of paperwork should feel, more like the weight of the world. Should he open it? He could toss it out or bury it back under the pile where he found it. Either choice would be bett...

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“Seventeen Minutes” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #243

Nineteen minutes. That’s all the time left before she had to leave for her eight hour shift at the clinic. Nineteen minutes. She knew she would come home exhausted after the late shift only to go to sleep, get up early, and do the early shift in the morning. What did her coworker call it? Clopen. The close, open. Her next bit of freedom would be the following evening. Damn. Eighteen minutes. She still had to get her dinner together and pack her bag. She gazed at the TV, her laptop, her comfo...

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“Dancing to the Paintings” by Hannah Lynn

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #242

They were back. Clicking their hard nails on the wooden floor, panting as they grew closer. She assumed position covering herself with her coat and closed her eyes. She heard her mother’s voice as if in the darkened room with her. “Play dead, Shana.” Did she remember to lock the door? Not that it mattered, a small flimsy lock wouldn’t keep them out. She heard their footsteps approaching, knew the vicious dogs were leading those men in black boots straight to her. Angry German voices filtered into the...

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“Declined” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #241

“Declined.”“What? That’s not possible.”The young cashier stared at me with blank eyes through the window. “Can you try again, please?” I watched as she swiped the card and then flicked her wrist to hand it back to me. “Declined.”Shoving the card into my bag, I drove off without my much anticipated caramel Frappuccino but instead a knot in my stomach.***“So, what did you do?” The voice came from the darkened backseat.“I thought it had to be a technical error, a glitch. I pulled over to check my app. Sure eno...

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“Did You Feel That?” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #240

Part One – Ida “Did you feel that?” Ida placed her hand on her cheek while turning away from the open window. “Feel what, love?” “That breeze.” “I wish. It’s hotter than blue blazes in here.” Ida knew that to be true. Her damp blouse sticking to her back was proof enough. But yet, there was that breeze she had felt on her cheek just for an in...

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“The Wish Granter” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #239

Driving to the office I had to put on the windshield wipers as they were falling fast and furious. Why so many today?I’m not stopping, I decided. It’s tax season, and I have a growing pile of work on my desk. I can’t play. Not today, especially being Monday. I clicked my wipers to the fastest speed possible and leaned forward in my seat to see out. Last thing I needed was to crash my car. That would really put the icing on this rotten cake.Pulling into my parking spot,...

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“The Silent Killer” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #238

Running through the woods, I was in a mad panic. Damn. Lydia was going to have my head for this, that’s for sure. I couldn’t believe I overslept on the morning of her weekly staff meeting. Get ready, girl, it’s about to hit the fan. I entered the staff building and ran down the steps two at a time saying a little prayer that I didn’t fall and break my neck.Entering the dark cramped room, I found the staff lined up in their uniforms with their hands behind their backs. Lydi...

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“Are You On Instagram?” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #238

Biting into my sandwich, I began to chew, despite the choking sensation I was feeling. I should have made it lighter, less slices of cheese perhaps, but then again how sparse can a sandwich be before it’s just bread on bread? I forced it down with a small sip of the bottled water brought from home. Watching my coworkers casually chat at the Keurig, I heard the whoosh of the machine as the aroma swirled around the room, trying its best to tempt me. The journey across the small room through the mingling employees kept me se...

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“My Voice of Comfort” by Hannah Lynn

Submitted to Contest #237

Warm. So very warm. Thump, thump, thump plays the background rhythm, my only stimulation.I am suspended, floating in my new world, almost completely unaware.***Drifting around in the darkness I feel free. My arms and legs move randomly, herky jerky, before I slowly discover how to set myself in motion. One good kick spirals me around then tires me quickly. I have to stop and rest.Sudden noises and movements startle me. My arms and legs flail out, my own thump, thump, thump quickens until I can relax again, letti...

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Author bio

Native New Yorker Hannah has returned to her love of writing. She is currently working on her first novel in addition to a collection of short stories. Feedback always welcome! Email: HannahLynnStories@gmail.com

Shortlisted 5 stories ⭐️

Contest #242

Dancing to the Paintings – read story

Contest #226

Mrs. Jackson's Pumpkin Pie – read story

Contest #226

Mac and Cheese and Muffin Mix – read story

Contest #219

Cell Phone Cell – read story

Contest #214

Three Camels For Your Daughter – read story