Jose Hernandez

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2023

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“Please take me home” by Jose Hernandez

Submitted to Contest #239

The sunshine gleams across the lumbers, lighting them up to a warm honey that reflects off even the darkest eyes. Though, dust clouds linger at every corner—even sliding my finger down open boxes accumulates a hefty patch of dust. “Even the boxes have dust.” I stagger while flicking the dust off my finger. Rummaging through the tacky clothes and crumpled pieces of paper, I seem to only find junk waiting to be thrown away—someday. “Where is it?” Taking long strides, I evade, dodge, swiftly side step and maneuver through, up and over atti...

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“"I Finally Did it Eli ..."” by Jose Hernandez

“My ankles are starting to hurt—a lot.” I mutter to myself as I slouch forward as to not fall from the steep incline. My right eye twitches as I slow to stretch my ankle by extending it out and in.  But there it is, I can see it. Atop the grassy hill there is that tree. It bearishly umbrellas over the hilltop, the branches dance as the breeze glides through the leaves; the moonlight beaming through the crevices of the leaves. Making it to the top, there but stands a figure with a ravaged and tattered cloak looming over the hill—ov...

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“House of conflict” by Jose Hernandez

“I still don’t get why you just don’t take the money, it’s always there y’know?” Leo sways his palm upwards. “You know why; it’s too easy.” Betsy preemptively thrusts her body forward. “To take it, there’s no work involved or anything.” “Then why are we here? You didn’t want to take the gold necklace in the last mansion, so what the hell?”  “We were here because I wanted us to do something fun …” Betsy nags while tossing a notebook into her shoulder bag. “But obviously you don’t want to be here.” The conflicted girl fumbles wit...

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“Awakening ” by Jose Hernandez

Submitted to Contest #206

I’ve never seen him so anxious. Cliff is enthusiastic; maybe annoyingly enthusiastic sometimes but, it’s not his fault. I Shouldn’t have brought him.  Cliff is curled up with his back against the tree; locking erratically between me and peeking at the opposite side of the tree. Cliff leans over; no less than a second, a stream of fire grazes the ground forcing Cliff to cling back against the tree. “I’m still here!” That arrogant loser spews. I drag a fist onto the ground and with any power left in my feet to lift me, I catapult myse...

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To be the best, I can't write like the rest. To be the best, I have to undoubtedly contest. To be the best, I have to mercilessly detest. And to be the best: I eat and rest.