Holly Reynolds

“This Again? ” by Holly Reynolds

By: Danie Reynolds A headache had already started to pulse behind Tilly’s forehead, and she pinched her fingers to it attempting to quench the dull pain, but to no avail. What was in that punch?  The music didn’t help, either. Incoherent raps and other words were being spat out from the speakers, and Tilly could feel her consciousness slowly slipping away, as her head slipped down her arm, resting on the tabletop. At least nobody here had seen her before, or at least, didn’t care about her. Unless he showed up. A large thump on the...

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“A Rather Interesting Road Trip” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #94

By: Danie Reynolds "MOM! Matt's foot is in my face!" I shift around in my seat, and my brother's foot drops to the car floor. "Matt," My mother chastises from the front seat. "Leave your sister alone." "'Kay mom!" Matt has already rolled over upside down and is now playing his handheld video game. I roll my eyes and plug my earbuds back in, desperate to drown out the excitement and noise of the car. The excitement that the rest of the family is going to California for vacation. But not me. Mom first suggested staying at my aunt Jessic...

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“The Crawl Space (Part 2)” by Holly Reynolds

By: Danie ReynoldsAir whooshed around Myra as she plummeted downward. Her screams were ripped from her throat, and she stared downwards at the empty black abyss that greeted her. It was seemingly endless.Myra squinted her eyes, desperate to catch a glimpse of Taylor in the darkness. But she saw nothing.If this pit ever came to an end, Myra knew she'd be flattened on impact. But not once did she regret jumping. She was going to save Taylor. It was her fault they'd even gone into the stupid crawl space in the first place. Well, Taylor was the ...

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“How Could She?” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #94

By: Danie Reynolds “Why do I have to go?” I practically scream the words, immeasurably frustrated by the fact that my mother can’t see my side of the argument. “Because I said so!” She yells back.  This time I really do scream, then I run up the stairs, the wood boards creaking underneath my stomping feet.  I swing the door to my room open, being sure to slam it shut behind me. I pummel the pillows on my bed, then rip off the blankets, flinging them to the floor. I’m about to kick over my bookshelf when something glints silve...

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“Party Animal” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #93

By: Danie Reynolds The inside of my cheek is bleeding. The iron taste of blood fills my mouth. I move to bite my lip instead. My mom looks up from her phone and sighs. “Sweetie,” She says as she reaches for my hands. “Stop worrying. You’ll have fun, and we’ll be back tomorrow before you know it. I promise.”  I tug the navy blue dress I’m wearing down, covering my silver flats. Mom picked out the outfit, and said something about how it looked like the night sky. I didn’t care.  I unfolded my arms, and instead rested them in my...

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“The Dangers of Tiki Punch” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #93

By: Danie Reynolds A shoe drops from above and smacks me on the head. "Ow!" I cry, rubbing what would no doubt become a goose egg. I look up and see a boy with only one shoe hanging from the chandelier. From the chandelier. “THAT’S IT!” I scream, yanking the cord from the wall so that the blasting music falls silent. “Everybody out! Now.”  It takes about five seconds for anybody to react, and when they do, none move towards the door.  “Out!” I yell again, and begin pushing people through the doorway and into the parking lot. T...

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“Forget It” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #93

By: Danie Reynolds"Oh my gosh!" I flatten my hair against my head, but it just poofs up again. "Forget it! I am so not going."Lyla rolls her eyes, laughing. "Oh, please. You're already dressed up, and you need to stop worrying. You look fine."I frown, staring at my reflection in my bedroom's full-length mirror, just like I've been doing for hours. "I don't know," I say hesitantly. "I just haven't been to a party in a while. I don't even know what to do with myself."Lyla laughs. "Shay, you're a riot. You don't even know what to do with yourse...

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“The Crawl Space” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #93

By: Danie Reynolds"This is disgusting," Taylor commented as she made a face and dropped a half-full soda cup with gum in it into the garbage bag she was holding."Yeah. Who knew that a group of seven teens could make this bad a mess," Myra said sarcastically. "Thanks for helping clean up. Once the food ran out, everybody else was gone.""No prob. My curfew's midnight, but if I was helping you clean up a party, my parents will congratulate me instead of yelling." Taylor laughed, a twinkle in her eye.Myra laughed along with her, then groaned whe...

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“Carnival!” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #93

By: Danie Reynolds "Carnival!" The dancers rush past me, full skirts swinging, laughing with one another. "A treat for the madame?" A man from a nearby booth waves a pastry under my nose. I almost sneeze at the strong vanilla scent the sweet gives off. "That's very kind of you, but no thank you. I just need directions. Do you know where the exit is? I've been trying to find it for hours." I say politely. "Leave... Carnival?" The man looks like he can't comprehend the words coming from his mouth. "Yes. Do you know the way out?" I ask...

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“Barnyard Shadows” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #92

 By: Danie Reynolds Barnyard Shadows The chickens were clucking, loudly. They were scattering around the small pebbles that were spread across the gravel driveway, waiting for their breakfast.  Parker sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Another day. Another day of feeding the animals, weeding the garden, stacking the hay bales. Another day of fear that someone would find out. She almost lay back down at the thought. But then she shot up again, a wide grin spreading across her face.  “Today’s the day,” She sai...

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“Fading Embers” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #92

By: Danie Reynolds Fading Embers “Dad,” My voice cracks. “Dad,” I repeat. He still doesn't meet my eyes.  “Dad.” My voice hardens. My words sound harsher than I mean them to, but I don’t change my tone. “You can’t send me away. I won’t go.” He finally looks up at me. His brown eyes bore into mine, flickering with a bit of sadness, but that’s taken over by the anger in them. “It’s for your own good, Saira. For both of us.”  My throat tightens, and my eyes prick. “No. You mean for your own good. None of this ever was about me....

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“The Light of Friendship” by Holly Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #92

By: Danie Reynolds The Light of Friendship The Darkness had lasted for months on end. Not a single ray of sunshine had peeked through the dark clouds in the sky. Holland was beginning to lose hope that the Darkness would ever go away. The only light anyone saw these days was the soft flicker of candlelight, and that was if you could even find a candle in the first place. Holland could hardly remember what the sun felt like on her skin, how beautiful it looked as it shined brightly in the sky. Holland sighed sadly and kicked a rock, watchi...

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