Kara Niccum

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2023

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Here ” by Kara Niccum

Submitted to Contest #240

The hairs on my arm stood at attention. A gentle caress of cool air traveled up my skin like a finger gently tracing a path. My spine went erect and I snapped my flashlight around. No one was with me. I shook off the shiver—the window was open and the breeze wafted in, nothing more. My beam of light illuminated long-abandoned cobwebs and thick dust layers. Furniture, once beautiful and in high fashion, sat stoic in its resting place, only appreciated by mice and bugs. A chandelier, dull and dirty, hinted at its former glory by glistening e...

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“Frostbite” by Kara Niccum

Submitted to Contest #227

White flakes began floating gently, a contrast to the tree bark and pine needles that surrounded the car driving farther from civilization. Aimee pressed her head against the window and groaned. “It’s snowing,” she said. “I know! Isn’t it great?” Elaina grinned, then quickly focused again on the road. Aimee sighed and rolled her eyes. “Of course you like snow.” <...

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“Better?” by Kara Niccum

Submitted to Contest #207

He moved her hand out of the way to retrieve the bacon from the chest freezer. Closing the lid, he resumed whistling and walked back into the house. His bright-eyed beauty sat at the breakfast bar, smiling at him. They'd had a wonderful night, and now, he was making her breakfast. She was absolutely giddy with appreciation. After he put the French toast and bacon on the plate, he held up a finger. "One la...

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“Escape” by Kara Niccum

Submitted to Contest #206

Sammy’s fingertips were raw and bloody, but she kept at it. She couldn’t let down Melissa. There was too much at stake. Melissa had stopped sweating hours ago, and was barely conscious. In a way, Sammy was thankful for the sweat that now dripped in her own eyes. She wiped it away and continued trying to pick the lock.Melissa’s cage was right next to hers, which was right next to the unfinished wall. It was a stroke of luck that the wooden beam was within reach. It had taken her days to work the nail out of the wood. Anot...

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