Juan Reynoso

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Leave me alone” by Juan Reynoso

Submitted to Contest #104

I could die and I think my parents would be better off for it. It's hard not to indulge in pessimism given my shackles, that of disease, that of burden. At twenty-eight, in the midst of a promising career, nature reminded me who possessed the true power; it was never me. I can not believe I ever felt, for a minute, powerful. Multiple sclerosis was the diagnosis, not necessarily a terminal disease, but a progressive one, and sometimes painfully so. In my particular case, the progression proceeded with no care about my station in life, a...

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“Laugh, Clown, Laugh” by Juan Reynoso

Submitted to Contest #104

This is not a funny story about a clown. There once was a clown, a robustly rotund and cantankerous man. Adorned with a lily-white ruffle collar, white face, red lips, and blue eyes. He wore no natural hair, but a thin red wig that seem to grow out of his head, as if his head became a pot for a goofy plant. He wore a one piece suit that covered him top to bottom, in TWO shades, yellow and black. The body of a wasp. A traveling clown, one who could never settle for a stable station; he journeyed, alongside a veritable troop of fello...

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“One Day (the signs are everywhere)” by Juan Reynoso

Submitted to Contest #103

Good god does everything look smaller up here! The rooftop of a city building is uninviting, if you don't plan on flying. For my purposes, flying would do just fine. I had spent many days prior to this night, battling monsters, a veritable army of them. You see, I lost something in the city. I was a normal person, who went to a normal school, and graduated normally, did normal things, engaged in normal relationships, bought normal things, bought a normal house, had normal parents, yet no amount of normalcy could make me calm. I...

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“No one survives with a moral compass” by Juan Reynoso

Submitted to Contest #102

They kept torturing me, hoping to squeeze out some answers from my heart. I stopped feeling pain a while ago; the sensation of discomfort now a muted ache. They struck my face, my arms, my head, my back, my stomach, and my legs, tied to a rickety aluminum chair. They pleaded with me to answer for my crimes, to assuage the Party, to give in. The looks on their faces, such pleading eyes and concerned brows, belied the manner in which they were destroying me for refusing to lie. What was the good in fighting for this long? I could make al...

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“THE WORLD IN OUR PALMS, SQUEEZED TIGHTLY” by Juan Reynoso

Submitted to Contest #102

We had everything that we ever wanted. It took a long time for our species to get rid of scarcity, but we did it. The birth of strong A.I. in the twenty-first century saw the development of many things, including advancements in food production, medicine, climate control, energy production; it turns out A.I. solves most of our problems! This was not a win simply for the western world. No. The poorest poor in the world saw steady food production. The struggling middle countries, just pulling themselves out of industrialization, were...

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“Growing Up” by Juan Reynoso

Submitted to Contest #91

Graduation lingered on the horizon; my future felt close and far away. On the road here, I was so certain that this was where I wanted to be. My end goal never faltered, my vision of this moment never marred by uncertainty. Now, I have arrived, and I only feel like going backwards; I need more time. My final exams were a sure thing; I had done everything right. The only thing I did not take into account was actually facing my future. It is a funny thing that people do, when they bury themselves in work. It is often prescribed to those who...

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Author bio

I just write. Any comments or criticisms are appreciated.