Isabelle King

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“ tomber amoureux” by Isabelle King

The museums in France are exquisite. My favorite is the louver. I find myself inside viewing various forms of art on many occasions. Today a satire at “the kiss”. Charles seems to have left us with so many possibilities. Part of me thinks the woman is passing, that this will be her last kiss. She definitely seems broken, collapsed, and weak. Having dropped her beautiful bouquet on the floor behind her. The bouquet which has shattered, possibly symbolizing a breaking yet intense love. I often desire this for myself, dreaming of the love that ...

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“The Black cat that lead astray” by Isabelle King

My mind is usually a mess. Thought after thought after thought. I’ll wonder why the sky is blue and or why people are confused, why people are dicks. I’ll wonder how people can leave and then I will question myself. How could I waste my paychecks?How could I fail myself? I have many regrets from my life. But right now my mind is clean, only one thought in my mind as I sit here in agony. All I think about is how cold it is right now. It's cold and it's so cold that my toes are beginning to turn blue. But I don't deserve to find help and I don...

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“When there light bulbs went out” by Isabelle King

Submitted to Contest #92

It all started on a Tuesday morning, I remember that day so well. I remember how the sun was shining in the sky. It was so bright that you never would want to look up in the sky and how I felt like I was at peace all throughout the day. Now that I think about it I had never been in such peace before. I went to work just like I would every other day. I always hated all of the work and I had always hated it when I would find myself pulling all sorts of different projects together. That day was somehow different though I seemed to em...

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“Why would I want to remember?” by Isabelle King

Submitted to Contest #75

Trigger warning: mention of terror attack I remember when I woke up from this horrible horrible state. I remember feeling the cold temperature in the room. That was the first thing that I remember. I heard those horrible beeping noises beeping over and over again. I also remember the way I was sore I felt like there was a thousand needles puncturing me all at once. I tried to open my eyes but the light was so bright it was like looking at the sun. I was in agony. I don't know how all of this pain had managed to hit me so suddenly but ...

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Author bio

Isabelle's a first-year college student who enjoys writing and reading. She's a musician and athlete and often finds herself seeking art and exploration.