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Kellasandra Ferrara

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2024

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Echoes of Silence

Submitted to Contest #295

The mourning room hummed with a strange electricity that only I could feel. There I was, or rather, my spirit was—hovering just above the polished mahogany casket that supposedly contained my earthly remains. The irony was not lost on me: finally, everyone was talking, and I was finally listening. My sister Margaret, always the dramatic one, dabbed her eyes with a lace handkerchief. But something in her performance felt... rehearsed. Her mascara ran perfectly, her black dress impeccably tailored. Her grief seemed more like a carefully const...

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Sitting with Broken Glass

Submitted to Contest #293

Sandra pressed her forehead against the cracked glass, watching as raindrops raced each other down the window. The blurred past, this manifestation of her reflection in the cracks, but she barely registered it. Ten years of her life, gone. Just like that. As the train rocked gently beneath her, Sandra's mind drifted to those pivotal moments, the ones that had shaped their decade together. Some were bright flashes of joy, others quiet revelations, and some were fractures that could never quite be repaired. Looking in these splinters were like...

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Dreaming Under

Submitted to Contest #291

She was a vision to beheld. A slight of a figure that didn’t seem that could hold onto dual katanas, let alone being able to wield them with masterful skill. She was this mold created from years of training with an ancient order of warrior monks who had adopted her as a child. The village at the bottom of the valley she protected felt intimately familiar, as if she had spent her entire life among its bamboo houses and narrow pathways. When disaster struck in the form of a raging fire threatening to consume the village, Kelko leapt into actio...

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Confession

Submitted to Contest #268

I should have looked around one more time. You never think of these things of course until it’s too late. I parked the car in the garage as usual, stepped out of the car with bag in hand, putting it down next to the door, a seamless gesture that is done automatically, daily, so many times before. I turn around and walk up the driveway towards the mailbox, waving at a neighbor in a passing car. Should I have looked up at the sky to see the approaching sunset? Should I have noticed the people walking their dogs or the kids playing all around. ...

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