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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2023
Submitted to Contest #275
I stomped over to the dresser and grabbed the bracelet. “I don’t know why she can’t leave her hands off my stuff”. I continued stomping back to my room and put the bracelet back in my jewelry box. Jennifer could be sooo annoying. Ever since the car accident she kept taking my stuff and ignoring me. She was a pest before but now it had become twice as bad. This silent treatment stuff was driving me crazy. It was so childish. I crept back to her room and grabbed her favorite stuffed cat, Mr. Softie, off her b...
Submitted to Contest #247
I settled into my seat and looked eagerly out the window of the car as the conductor started his spiel of safety directions. I looked away from the window long enough to register the total disinterest of the other passengers as well (does anyone ever listen to the safety speeches)? Who could concentrate with the captivating adventure awaiting us. I could already see the mountains in the distance and the winding stream out the window begged to be followed. The conductor was dwindling down and I turned my attention back as ...
Submitted to Contest #223
Kaitlyn fairly skipped across campus. The sun was shining down making her blonde hair look like a halo around her head. She waved to her best friend, Emily, who was coming out of their dorm, but kept moving toward her favorite destination. Nothing was going to deter her today, she had been looking forward to this all week. As she started up the stone steps to the library she thought to herself “I’m such a nerd”. Kaitlyn stopped just inside the library door and breathed deeply. She always felt comforted by the smel...
Submitted to Contest #222
I start the truck and adjust the heat. As I sit waiting for the blower to clear the windshield I check to make sure the trailer lights are working. The darkness is so blackit’s easy to tell that they are, indeed, functioning correctly. Check. I review everything I can think of just to prolong the process. I put the truck in drive, take a deep breath and start to pull out of the driveway. Look left, look right, make a wide swing. I look back and sure enough the trailer is right behind me and didn’t run off the edge in...
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