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Jalissa Mooney

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2022

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Saturn's Mystery

Saturn's Mystery By Jalissa Mooney “How long have you owned a telescope,” I asked Alexa? “Um,” she peered through the telescope and adjusted the knob, “since I was eight. My grandparents gave it to me when I took an interest in this astrology book from the library. It turned out to be a phase that lasted three months.” “But you kept the telescope?” “Hey, when you’re out here in the woods, with only a campfire and a tent, things appear differently than they normally do.” I still couldn’t believe that I had let her convince me to come out here...

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Into the Unknown

Into the Unknown By Jalissa Mooney What am I supposed to do now? That was the question running through my head, as I walked down the block of the new neighborhood I had just moved into last week. My apartment was still filled with boxes that were half unpacked and the uncertainty of the future was surrounding me. I was twenty-six years old and a college dropout, but what was the point of going to college when you’re heart wasn’t in it? When you were only attending college to please your controlling mother who thought she knew the best road f...

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Morning News

Submitted to Contest #132

Morning News By Jalissa Mooney I had chosen the Army Bugle Call as my alarm for seven am. Turns out it was a bad idea. When it went off at seven o’clock on the dot, I fell out of bed and plopped onto the floor. At least there was carpet. Of course, one sniff, and I realized I needed to vacuum. Since my bed wasn’t even twenty-four inches off the ground I knew that I hadn’t broken anything. So I lifted myself up and onto my knees to reach across my bedside table and turn off my alarm. As I stood up I groaned. I had slept on my leg the wr...

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Attic Letters

Submitted to Contest #133

Attic Letters By Jalissa Mooney Half a century of dust had been collecting up in this attic and now it was taking its revenge out on me, as I stuffed an old, broken doll into a black garbage bag. My grandmother was moving into a nursing home in a month and the house she had lived in for over fifty years would be going to her eldest son and daughter-in-law. Everyone was given a task to complete within the month to help get the house ready and I had the pleasure of being assigned the attic. Looking around I could spot old boxes, vintage cloth...

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Attic Letters

Attic Letters By Jalissa Mooney Half a century of dust had been collecting up in this attic and now it was taking its revenge out on me, as I stuffed an old, broken doll into a black garbage bag. My grandmother was moving into a nursing home in a month and the house she had lived in for over fifty years would be going to her eldest son and daughter-in-law. Everyone was given a task to complete within the month to help get the house ready and I had the pleasure of being assigned the attic. Looking around I could spot old boxes, vintage cloth...

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