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Jelena Jelly

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2024

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Body Without a Home

Jelena Jelly

Submitted to Contest #302

The first time I saw her, Lejla sat on a bench before the gallery. It was a gray, overcast afternoon, and the sky seemed to press down on the city, suffocating it beneath a heavy, muted blanket. The wind whispered in sharp, erratic gusts, tugging at her dark hair, sending stray strands dancing across her face. Raindrops, a fine, almost invisible mist, clung to the air, yet they left a damp sheen on her coat.Beneath that black coat, her body was twisted, not just in posture but in something more profound, intangible, as if she were trying to ...

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THE SKELETON IN MY HEAD AND THE MAN WITH THE PEN

Jelena Jelly

Submitted to Contest #301

You know that moment when you drop a sarcastic comment on Facebook and, instead of sparking a fight with a random idiot, you end up finding the love of your life?Yeah, me neither.Not until I cracked open my crusty-ass keyboard and casually fired off a passive-aggressive opinion about books.Books. The fucking irony.Because me? I was a woman with more emotional scar tissue than well-written paragraphs. A walking anthology of unresolved trauma and questionable coping mechanisms. And somehow, that led me straight into the inbox of a writer. Not ...

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The Privileged Kid

Jelena Jelly

Submitted to Contest #299

by Jelena, Age 6 (CEO of Lopsided Legs and Sarcastic Remarks)Before I got paralyzed, I was normal.Well, as normal as a baby who poops in sparkly onesies can be.I was healthy. Loud. Probably very annoying in a cute way. I’ve seen the pictures. I had fat cheeks and a smug little smirk like I was planning world domination from the crib.Suddenly - boom.Vaccine.One little jab at six months old. One tiny pinch. Standard procedure, they said. That day - everything changed.I don’t remember it, obviously. I was too busy chewing on my own foot or what...

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Just Before Midnight

Jelena Jelly

Submitted to Contest #297

The first thing I feel is the weight of the air pressing down on my chest. Not pain - pressure. Like the night itself sat down on me and refused to budge. I open my eyes to the ceiling, waiting to remember who I am, where I am, and why the hell I can't breathe.Then I heard the pipes gurgling. The roof whispering. The walls stretching like old skin. And I know...Ah. Home sweet fucking hell.I must’ve fallen asleep at some point. Could’ve been an hour ago or yesterday morning for all I know. Time is a goddamn riddle in this house. Days blur int...

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