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Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021
I sit in the back of the class, the back of the bus, even the back of the car. I mostly blend into the background. My parents forget I am around sometimes. Overlooked by teachers. Bus driver missed my stop and here I am again, the last one on the bus, yet again, the bus driver just closed the door. Alone, as always.    I walked home alone. Most days I watch everyone running around living their lives. I see most things, if not everything. Today is like any other day, except this boy, he is new. I have never seen him bef...
  Summer is finally here. I can not wait to start this trip with my brother. My name is Carly. I'm sixteen years old. My brother is named Carson and this year is the year he agreed to take me to see the scariest places in Georgia. According to Google that is. I visited Maple Hill cemetery here in Huntsville Alabama a few years ago. That's the place that got me into liking all this creepy stuff. People call it the Dead Children's Playground. Rumor has it at night you can hear kids laughing and playing and see little orbs swinging on...
Submitted to Contest #97
I just got on the bus, this is going to be a long 13 hours. Only the trees to keep me company.  Me and my thoughts. Not a soul knows where I am, yet I wish someone would care for me."Do you know how difficult this is for me", my mother stated. She has been struggling for a long time, after what had happened three years ago with my sister, Anna, and our father passing away. I can't remember a time where she wasn't crying, or upset. I love my mother, do not get me wrong. Even if she isn't my Biological mother. I have always wond...
Submitted to Contest #96
  I want to start off by saying, this is not a happy story. Not even close. Don't get your hopes up for something to end happily, from this experience nothing ever ends happily.   It all started in ninth grade, Ms.Whites child development class. For years Hannah was bullied for many things, her weight, hair color, freckles, but most of all, for her quietness. She had no friends. No one would talk to her, most people would avoid her in the halls.   Fair warning guys I told you this would not be ...
Submitted to Contest #95
   I have been here for weeks. It's different from the place I grew up in. I have no idea who took me or why. They keep telling me I am special, special how? I miss my friends at the old place, where I got to associate with people my age. Here I have not had any contact since they came for me.  “Why am I here?” I asked.  “You know why,” the lady responds, she is not in the room she is watching through the cameras.  “Why won’t you let me go?”  “In all due time sweetheart”   It must ...
Submitted to Contest #93
“I really do not want to go” I explained, “I have never been to a party, much less a college party”   Who wants to go to a party on Halloween anyway, it is by far the scariest holiday in existence. I mean I know who would but, I don't. “Come on Em, it will be fun, think of all the college boys that will be there, or girls, “ Ashley sung that sentence,   I have so much homework, plus 2 projects due in a week, i just don’t have the time” I tried thinking of other reasons not to go, “ I honestly doubt&n...
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