Joyful Joel Zemba

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

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“MY STRANGE PET AND I” by Joyful Joel Zemba

Submitted to Contest #78

TW: sexual abuse MY STRANGE PET AND I PART 1 One often likes a pet when they decide to keep one. One often decides to keep one, but I was given no such luxuries of either decision or of needing to hold affection for my pet. I had to keep it. I don’t know if it is was the pet that needed me or I that needed the pet, but one thing was certain, we were both slaves of each other neither wanting to be here but both needing to be. This creature I was given for a pet had horns, and as if that wasn’t odd enough it had or more proper, w...

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“TRAPPING EVA GREEN” by Joyful Joel Zemba

Submitted to Contest #77

Close your eyes. I SAID CLOSE YOUR EYES! Thank you. Now imagine an ocean. The wave’s whooshing and washing, over and into and over again. See, floating at the edges of that whooshing water and sand, blood washing into the sea. A young woman. She's dead. Dead and naked. You can open your eyes now. THE LETTER “Now, I’ve had it with all this garbage!” Sheriff Arbuthnot said slapping a small file on the rough wood of my desk. I calmly took it and opened it to find in it a letter titled: COMPLAINT LETTER TO COUNTY SHERRIF. As ...

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“His name was Professor Alexandre Ezo Beaumont” by Joyful Joel Zemba

Submitted to Contest #66

The eloquence of the man was that admirable thing, like that of music that gives sudden tingles under the skin. It was beautiful, and more stunning than his face, even being more pronounced than his chin. It was romantic when he spoke, and when he did so, it was boldly and orderly. There was something in his voice that suggested aristocracy and certainly intellect. In this world, he was an espion or as is translated from that middle French Spy. This is to say that, the man was alien to this world, and had one true mission: to obtain kno...

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“BEUTELRATTE” by Joyful Joel Zemba

Submitted to Contest #66

Chapter 1“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.”“Defeat!” cried that grey-haired man. “Aahan, my boy, I plan to win by losing.” He smirked as though he was the smartest man on earth. Aahan knew he wasn’t.“Eureka!” exclaimed that gray-haired man. He was not gray-haired for age, although he was not so young either, he was gray-haired because he simply was. “What it is master, do say!” inquired Aahan out of curiosity, stopping his mopping the office. “I’ve got it Aahan! I’ve got it!” the man was so happy that he grabbed Aahan...

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“THEY WERE TWO” by Joyful Joel Zemba

Submitted to Contest #65

THEY WERE TWOThe two stood in the darkness. The two were as such; if you saw one without the other you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference for they had the same face. They were twins.As the life of twins would have it, the two agreed upon almost everything. Except that, that ‘everything’ of which they agreed, the world, at most, would not agree. For certain they even disagreed to the very law of human birth; that one should be born alone.They were two.Today though, the twins disagreed greatly. And the solution to that thing on which they...

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