Justin Diaz

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2024

Stories (14)

14 Stories

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“Love and Spooks” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #264

Love and Spooks “Aaaahh!” screamed Stephanie as she let out a high-pitched shriek of terror as she was greeted by the sight of a rather realistic looking werewolf looking ready to pounce upon entering the two-story house. Behind her a cry of laughter rang out as she felt her friend’s hand rest on her shoulder trying to calm her down. “Easy Steph, it’s just Frank” The werewolf straightened his stance and looked more relaxed now. It looked silly to Amelia to see a werewolf go from a fierce pose to standing casually and waving like a shy kid in...

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“I stand alone” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #263

Footsteps echoed off the brick walls of the buildings, the night was calm and allowed the sound to travel unabated, Connor led the way for him and his date. She wore an elegant yet practical red dress that seemed to flow nicely behind her catching the dim light of the moon above. Being a full moon, it shined rather brightly over the city below. “How did you enjoy dinner Laura?” asked Connor as the two walked along the sidewalk all the while he did everything, he could not let his emotions show too much but despite his self-control he ...

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“It must be love” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #262

It must be love “We’re here” called out Carl, the father of the Fox family as he put the minivan into park just outside of an old house. Matthew was zoned out typing away on his phone chatting with his friends who were now hundreds of miles away by now back in his hometown. He hated the idea of being dragged all this way from his home to a place he had never been before. His friends had plans for summer vacation, and he was looking forward to joining them in those plans but when one day his father announced they were going to spend the summ...

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“The locket” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #261

5/15/2024Dear Andrew, I wanted to start off by saying thank you, I know I more pressured you into helping, but it was important that you tell me what you knew. Your well regarded for your expertise which is why I sought you out. Andrew Jones, the private investigator who helped reunite a father and daughter who had been separated for years. I must admit I was hesitant at first because they also said you weren’t reliable, That I was wasting my time by eve...

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“Something to talk about. ” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #259

Something to talk about.“I had a great time tonight, Daniel, same time next week?” Lydia asked as she was walking out of Daniel’s apartment after having watched the latest fantasy movie ‘Clash on the Fire Plains’.“Sure, sounds good, and do you have a movie in mind for next week?” he asked curiously as since they became friends the two of them started having movie night once a week at Daniels apartment taking turns on suggesting a movie for the night.“It’s a surprise” she said with a hint of playfulness in her voice as she smiled once more at...

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“Old Wounds” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #258

Old Wounds The midday sun shined brightly on the American flags that adorned all the homes in town and down main street. As preparations were being made to celebrate the tenth anniversary of V-E Day. The day that World War Two ended in Europe and so many of the veterans, city officials and volunteers were busy setting up for a large parade and festival to commemorate the soldiers who fought and died for the country. You would be hard pressed to not find anyone feeling a sense of patriotism this time of year. Except for some of the younger ge...

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“Lower Decks” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #257

Lower Decks As the sun began to set below the horizon the amber sunshine shimmered against the hull of the cruise ship Pantheon Harmonia, its name in written in big bold letters along the bow of the ship on both starboard and port showcasing its name to all those who come across the magnificent vessel. As day turned to night the ship was bustling with activity from the bridge of the ship where Captain Harry Austin commanded the ship and her crew. To the family of five that was spending some well-earned time away from the city as they dined i...

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“Out of the dugout” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #256

Out of the dugout The evening sun cast light into the cabin of the minivan as he drove along the road toward its destination, inside was a thirteen-year-old boy looking down at his cleats covered in the red tinted sand used in the baseball diamond, a couple tufts of grass were stuck in some crevices of his shoes. He would just stare at them intently thinking back to the moment he fouled up in the game. As other kids from his team were going home happy about winning the game but he could not share in their revelry. While his team had won the ...

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“All things come to an end. ” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #255

All things come to an end. The sound of a smartphone hitting the ground was amplified by the hard wood floor making the impact sound much more poignant to the man who had moments before dropped his phone out of sheer disbelief. He reached down to pick it up again and re-read the message that was displayed on the screen. His heart raced as he read word by word that his long-time friend Jim had no more interest in continuing their friendship. The phone fumbled slightly in his trembling hands as his nerves got the better of him, making the simp...

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“Wings of a feather” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #254

Wings of a feather High in the skies over France at the height of Would War Two, allied forces made their way into German occupied territory. On the ground below both Allied and German forces met in fierce combat, explosions can be seen from high above as First Lieutenant John Roberts and his squadron were escorting a bomber group to their target further inland. The mission, to fight off any German plane that would come near the bomber group or die trying. As Robert’s squadron flew in formation along with the bomber group with at l...

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“Blink of an Eye” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #253

“Blink of an eye” The world had ceased to move as if it was a photo sitting in a frame on someone’s desk. Passing birds were now motionless and did not fall out of the sky, a jogger doing their morning run was frozen in mid stride along the bridge that went over the street below. The only sound that could be heard were the footsteps of one man. He kept his hands in his pockets as he walked on the sideway that went under the bridge. Looking to his left were a few cars supposedly traveling to their destinations but a force beyond their control...

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“Fight or Flight” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #253

Fight or flight “Trust yourself. You’ve survived a lot, and you’ll survive whatever is coming.”― Robert Tew Starring at the screen on his cell phone that was firmly held his hand, he sat there pivoting himself side to side on his desk chair, using his feet to push himself. Letting out an exhausted sigh he looked out the window and saw that it was now dark out and the sun had gone down hours ago, but he had missed the event as he remained alone in his room. Turning his attention back to the phone on his hand he read the message again. “He...

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“Truth and Justice” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #252

A cacophony of child laughter and stomping of feet filled the small suburban street as small kids in all manners of costumes scurried about filled with excitement about what this time of year brought. A time of scary movies, fun costumes, spooky decorations adorned every house and most important of all to any kid during Halloween, all the free candy. All the while the parents walked behind and alongside their kids hoping that all this running around would tire them out before bedtime and allow them some peace and quiet for a brief amount of ...

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“If these walls could talk” by Justin Diaz

Submitted to Contest #251

A clanking sound echoed off the plane of glass reaching the ears of two teenagers standing on the outskirts of the property of an old, abandoned house. The taller of the two held in his left hand a small collection of small pebbles of varying size, shape, and color. With the other he would pluck them from his small pile and chuck them at the house with wild abandon. “Come on man, what if someone sees us?” The other teen said as he constantly looked around them, they were in a quite part of the neighborhood where there was hardly any traffic....

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Author bio

I've written for awhile purely as a hobby, practicing on fan fics when I was younger but as time went on, I've felt a need to branch out and get out of my comfort zone and challenge myself. Too long have I procrastinated with developing my writing but now I'm actually trying it and working to get these short stories written to challenge myself and learn in the process. So with that said I hope you enjoy my stories and any feedback is welcome, thank you.