Jessica Bell

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

Stories (11)

11 Stories

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“On The Moon” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #68

So here we were, after our all night adventure, resting now on a blanket in the grass, sitting up, side-by-side, gazing at the sun as it rose above the horizon. The night we had was amazing and I felt something in my chest, a fluttering sensation. Was it love? I wasn't sure, for I hadn't had much experience in that department. When I saw his smile however, the sunrise in front of us felt meaningless and I could almost get lost in those silver-blue eyes. Starting my new job as assistant intern at NASA, was a dream coming true. I had one goa...

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“Waking Up” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #60

It was supposed to be a simple surgery. I had a strange pain in my lower side and had my suspicions that it could be my appendix. Go to the hospital because, better safe than sorry, and it was confirmed that yes, my appendix was inflamed and needed to be removed. I remember my parents, my brother and my friend Steve, who were all going to wait through the surgery and meet me after. My mother was always the worrywort, so of course she was almost teary eyed as she said she loved me. I remember being in the bed, being wheeled to the operating r...

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“Hopeless” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #60

When people think about climate change, they think about the slow crawl of our ozone depletion. They think about the smoke pouring out of factories, the waste being dumped into our rivers and lakes. They think about the crap that spews out of cars on the highway. Some people think about the animals that lose their homes and die because of deforestation. They see images of rivers drying up, forests wilting and dying, turning into deserts. What some people notice however, are the effects that nuclear weaponry is going to have on our atmosphere...

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“On The Outside” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #59

New place with a population density that could strangle gravity itself, and yet it still finds a way to be oddly charming. People have their moments of eye contact, quick glances and smiles. Basic politeness with a lack of true conversation. Just a little “Hello, how are you?” With no further dialogue. Human eyes glued to their phones and while most people are shoulder to shoulder, they ignore those closest to them, like the introvert at a party. It’s unusually packed for a city with heavy rain, but at least the sound of the rain is drowning...

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“Bad Turkey” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #57

Every year it is the same stupid thing. Being a teenage boy in a happy-go-lucky family that goes ga ga for the holidays really sucks. Most of my time I want to be left alone with my video games, but once again it is that time of year. Mom is decorating the house, dad went and got a real Christmas tree, my sister is decorating the tree and here I am waiting for it to be over. What’s worse is that we have this super annoying aunt, who thinks that she can cook like a master chef and she always insists on cooking a turkey for Christmas. The bad ...

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“The Lady in the Waiting Room” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #49

I keep checking my watch every few seconds it seems, getting more impatient by the second that time doesn’t seem to be going any faster. I keep tapping my foot on the floor and shifting in my chair. This is the worst. I look around the waiting room and I see other people sitting around, each with their own panorama of emotions. I touched the tender spot on my temple again, the fresh stitches tingling, and the pain meds seemed to have worked their magic. I can’t help but swing my body forward and back and when I stop for a second, my body sti...

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“Ugly Past” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #48

When people stop and look at me, they see that person on television. They see the great hair, the muscles, the smiling face. They see the version of me that has been created, manifested and molded into the hero that they all praise. They see me as some symbol of hope, a "Superman" of their time. What they don't see, is the version of me that I was before. The version of me that no one would want. In the beginning, I was an orphan. I had been abandoned at birth and the people who adopted me were good at first, happy to have a baby. Onc...

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“Lost Art” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #46

As depressing as it sounds, it has been 6 months since I last picked up a paint brush. After the fire, I lost everything. My studio, my child and my everything. My husband and I barely made it, escaping with severe burns to different parts of our bodies. It was chocked up to an electrical fire and the fire for some stupid reason, started in my son’s room. He was only 6 and we had to bury him with whatever we had left. The loss was too much to bear and my husband practically abandoned me, with him diving in...

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“My New Friend” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #41

I was never a big fan of pets. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate them, but it adds to another mouth to feed to the household, another thing to worry about, spend money on and if you want to take trips or vacations, you have to worry about finding a pet sitter. It was just another thing that requires work, time, and money. So no, I would rather not have a pet, something to clean up after. I have many friends with pets and honestly, animals don’t seem to like me much anyways. So, you can imagine that on that rainy night coming home from work, t...

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“Missing You” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #32

“I can’t wait to see her again!” I quickly started packing my book bag, cramming the textbook and already finished homework inside and zipping it quickly. My best friend and classmate, Nikki Miles, looked at me curiously, raising an eyebrow.“See who?” I stopped in my tracks, settling back down in my seat, trying to figure out how to lie about this. I’m usually a terrible liar, so I tried to think. “My aunt Sue. She’s in town and I haven’t seen her in forever! She really likes tea, so we sometimes meet and talk about it.” Nikki is still looki...

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“Chance Meeting” by Jessica Bell

Submitted to Contest #31

Tired from his day at work, George found himself fighting his insomnia again. He stepped out of his office and to his car, fumbling with his keys. He found himself still aggravated by his superior, who had the nerve to brag about his fancy new car. George looked at his old Pontiac and even though this car annoyed him with the oil leak, it still run and got him to work every day. "Well not everyone has extra money coming in from their rich parents. Stupid Richard. Always likes to brag about his money."George thought this to himself, grinding ...

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Author bio

I have always had a fascination with writing and other creative feats. Even though I am following a career to become a detective, I plan to work on short stories, poetry and hopefully novels in my free time. I want to write something that isn't a traditional story. I want to write stories that inspire people, make them think and learn, understand their life in a new perspective.