Jenni Bradshaw

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2022

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Dawn and Crepuscolo” by Jenni Bradshaw

Submitted to Contest #224

“Hi Liz.”“Hey Dawn. Did you hear about the company’s holiday party yet? Do you know what you’re gonna wear?”“Ah, no. I haven’t checked my emails yet. I just got home.”Balancing my luggage and take-out Chinese food in one hand with my phone lodged between ear and shoulder, I dig through my purse for my apartment keys. It’s been a month I haven’t had to think of this place, or work.I traded my mediocre reality for a fairytale life traveling throughout Italy, which has been a bucket list item for me for quite some time now. I’m glad I finally w...

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“Wings” by Jenni Bradshaw

Submitted to Contest #220

Abscission of leaves and terror masked in facetious disguises colored the once calm neighborhood. The full moon and stars hid behind puffs of fuliginous clouds as gnarls from gremlin-like creatures lingered within the curb-lined bushes and spontaneous flickers of trembling bright light ignited anxious fright.She walked down the middle as a grueling chill plowed through the street, depressing a sharp shiver between the blades of her shoulders. The bone-chilling ache pounded against her spine, creating a perpetual miss of an enigma that creepe...

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“Nostalgia” by Jenni Bradshaw

Submitted to Contest #214

The sun sparkled across the ocean with each rippling wave as a whispering roar tumbled over tiny toes burrowing in the sand. Distant giggles from seagulls and our sweet grandchildren swam through the air as a golden glow engulfed us all. I have always loved the fresh scent of a salty breeze and cherished every detail of our annual family vacation to this exact spot, wishing summer would never end.Sixty-two years had passed in the blink of an eye. Sixty-two wonderful years since our first kiss on this beach, in this specific lifeguard stand. ...

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“The Grey Sheep” by Jenni Bradshaw

Submitted to Contest #212

The doorbell rang. I was busy escaping the dark world outside. My eyes controlled by the media radiating from the TV. Shaking my head at the strange behavior of people. Differencing of opinions disrespected, leading to personal attacks. Disagreements turning into war - into war!I look at my phone for the fourth time in the last few minutes, checking for notifications of any kind. It’s 11:11pm. I make a wish. Wait, didn’t the doorbell ring? I create a wrinkle between my brows.Who is at my door this late?I don’t feel like getting up. I’m half ...

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Author bio

Long-lost relative of the infamous, Carrie Bradshaw. And just like [her]... I always have a story to tell. You can call it: HERstory.