Jenny F

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Vast Land ” by Jenny F

Sundays in Kentucky back roads are always my favorite. I drive in circles for hours all by myself. No know it all mom to bother me, no overbearing coach to yell at me, no school work to work on. Alone is my favorite place to be. Driving down the side of a forest going ten over I feel perfect bliss. The fall air blowing in my face, the leaves changing colors, everything is great. I take a left down my normal road but when it comes to where I take another left, I take a right instead. This road is wider than all the other roads I drive ...

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“Living Large ” by Jenny F

Submitted to Contest #89

Life gets pretty crazy pretty fast. One moment you're sitting on your bedroom floor reading comics and the next you're getting ready to move across the country with strangers. "Mo we need to go." Alex was standing there waiting for me to make my final choice. He doesn't get it, he grew up in this life. "Alex there's so much that can go wrong. What if the album doesn't take off or I'm not good enough to get signed to any labels?" Alex looks away not wanting to deal with what I'm saying. "This is all new to me a week ago I was writing songs an...

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“Planes Crashing” by Jenny F

Submitted to Contest #85

That’s the thing about this city, there is so much to hate but even more to love. I woke up this morning to the bright sun shining through my windows. I opened my windows as wide as they would go. I live in a five story apartment building on the fourth floor so I almost never open my window. New York is just so loud and smelly I prefer to keep my windows shut. I went about my morning as normal. I turned the stove on and popped two pieces of bread into the toaster. I turned on the tv to the daily news. “Good morning New York City, with ...

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“Moving On” by Jenny F

Submitted to Contest #84

“Moving on is never easy , but must be done. “ I gulp for air choking back the tears trying to escape from my eyes. “Family, friends, loved ones we are here today to celebrate the life of my father Kolby Lane.” I can’t say one more word. The pastor shakes my hand and I step back getting lost in the crowd. The Covid-19 pandemic has been over for two years now, but the effects are everywhere. Masks haven’t been mandatory since last January but there’s still a couple random people wearing them. I look around to see all the peop...

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