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Submitted to Contest #86
❝Operation Dandelions❞「TW : Blood, death」★ ☆ ★“Title of Documentary: Journey of Colony Founder BASK8The garden was one of the few safe places remaining on the moon, having been abandoned years ago. The reason why, was deeply enshrouded in rumors, and that was enough to keep any suspecting astronaut far away from this quiet little room of glass.”★ ☆ ★“HELLO!!!!IF ANYONE’S LISTENING TO THIS, PLEASE CALL MY INSURANCE. I’VE JUST HAD THE WORST TIME OF MY LIFE IN THIS FREAKING GREENHOUSE IN SPACE!!!”It’s a rather special building, actually, as the...
Submitted to Contest #76
Special thank-you to my own computers teacher who is the kindest teacher I have ever known. *** For everything that I know, there is so much that I don’t. While I know how to keep a child engaged while learning even the most boring of coding languages, I don’t know how to explain the bruises. While I know how to make an amazing task bar with flashing rainbows and unicorns using CSS, I can’t explain the sudden weakness or how it suddenly hurts to breathe. I wish I could tell them. About this. *** “We’re sorry. We could have saved you if y...
Submitted to Contest #73
You still remember the day your Google history changed forever, the Christmas where another being entered your perfectly messy home. As a writer, you needed to do a lot of research, you told yourself, as you Googled ‘how to make homemade bomb with febreze can’ and ‘febreze can explosion radius’ and other things the Secret Service would be concerned about. But this all changed, when your mother decided that you were living a disappointment of a life (you starkly disagreed), and got you a bird for Christmas. Writers aren’t meant to take care o...
Submitted to Contest #65
Author’s note- I wrote this for a Literature assignment, and the prompt matched, so I figured, why not put it on Reedsy? But I have to give a head’s up to y’all. We’re covering The Lady of Shalott (Alfred Lord Tennyson) in Lit and the assignment was to write a story on what Lancelot would do after the Lady’s death (spoiler of the poem) and how he would find more about her. I do not own any of the characters, just the storyline. My parents were lost as to who these characters were, so have a list of them-1. King Arthur- King of Camelot 2. Gui...
Submitted to Contest #63
Author’s note- this was inspired from Hololive’s newest English members. Their interactions are adorable and I used the same concept of phoenix and dark angel/grim reaper apprentice. Please go check them out ^-^ Also, this is one of my longest stories ever. I’m honestly kind of proud that I hit the 1,500 mark~ Some information you’d need- this story is set in a fictional world where everyone has spirit animals. The spirit animal directly affect you, like, if yours was a phoenix, you’d have a much longer life than others, maybe even be immort...
Submitted to Contest #60
The automatic door swings open. It creaks.Add to list- check on door-bots to fix Ren’s bedroom door.“Good morning, REN.”Ren yawns. I should check with the internet if it is okay for him to be this tired.No. No. No. Your orders were to be as human as possible. Humans have proved to combust at these layers of stress. Ren is a twelve-year-old boy, it is also okay for him to be tired at 7 AM.“G-good morning…”I check his stress levels. They are low.See, Oppy? Those are normal stress levels. I lower my stress levels and feel more relaxed.Error. Er...
Submitted to Contest #57
Author’s note- All songs here were written by yours truly! Hope you enjoy! My personal favorite song that I have ever written is Spin Like The Lilies which is what inspired this story’s two parts. I, Merielle Olympe, am a troublemaker. I have gotten in detention three hundred and seventeen times in my whole school career, have been evicted out of classrooms at least five times a year, and have broken thousands of rules while cheerfully jamming to Blackout on my prized headphones. Yet, there’s always been one rule that I didn’t break. A rul...
Submitted to Contest #56
You know how fairy tales work? The princess usually meets the prince at a ball. They fall in love. But then something happens and then the prince has to rescue the princess. He rescues her and then they ride off into the sunset on a horse that has no other role. That’s how they work. There’s never been any change to it.I, for one, always hated that story. There were just so many problems with it. Here, have my full list of issues, that grows by the day-1. You can meet *insert love interest* at ANY OTHER PLACE apart from a ball. These authors...
Submitted to Contest #55
I decided to take a walk around our ancestral home. It had been passed down through the Hyacinth family for generations, and was now more than a hundred years old. My family was a powerful one, one that was associated with spring and the ending of winter. The house was situated in the bubblegum mountains of Yoshino. That was one of the reasons the Hyacinth bloodline was thought together with spring. Yoshino is one of the best places in Japan to watch the cherry blossoms bloom, hence earning these cliffs the name ‘bubblegum mountains.’ When ...
Submitted to Contest #49
You sigh, not for the first time in the last hour. Your eyes sting from all the tears you’ve cried today. You can’t comprehend why your life has to be this complicated. Your father always said that if you did good things, good things come back to you. Well, wasn’t that exactly what you were doing? You work hard on your school and club activities, and your test results weren’t too bad either. You are an A- student and everyone compliments your music club for having you in it. Wasn’t all that good? Didn’t you deserve to at least have a ...
Submitted to Contest #47
You looked out the window and, not for the first time, thought about how wrong the weather forecast had been. Helen at Times Today said it would be sunny out, and she was usually correct. Right now, however, dark clouds were gathering. Exactly like your mood.It wasn’t fair. Your twin sister didn’t deserve what had happened to her. Even if there were no do-overs and today would have always have been her last day, couldn’t the world have at least made it happier?The first few drops pitter-platter against your lawn. The earth smelled fresh. May...
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