Kesey Trout

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

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“I Thought” by Kesey Trout

Submitted to Contest #70

I suppose this all started back when I was in preschool. I met a girl named Blair Hanes. We were really close, probably my closest friend at the time. We hung out a lot, so it was disappointing to find we weren’t in the same kindergarten class. I got over her and thought I’d never see her again. I thought. I was so happy when my mother told me we got in the same class for first grade. I couldn’t sleep t...

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“Twisted Sisters” by Kesey Trout

Submitted to Contest #69

“Hey! Please, don’t slam that door!” the hostess gestured at me, angrily.“I'm Mr. Morales’s daughter. I’ll slam whatever I want!” I shouted at her. How dare she?“I apologize, senorita.” she looked scared half to death. Well she should be! I was the one inheriting this business! Not my sister, Sofia, and she should know that.“It better not happen again, or I’m telling Papa!” I scolded“Yes, Ms. Morales.” I walked out into the main room, where everyone was seated and eating their food. My great-grandfather started...

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“America's Next Best Couple” by Kesey Trout

Submitted to Contest #67

It was a hot day in San Antonio, Texas, like every day. Alex sat in her cubicle doing paperwork and taking calls, sweating, even with several fans blowing on her at all times. She fanned herself with her hand when someone flicked the back of her head. She spun around in her chair and looked at the alleged flicker angrily.“Ugh! Crosby, what do you want?” she said, rubbing the back of her head.“Oh just came to drop off this stack of papers,” he replied. In his hand was a huge stack of papers Alex probably had to sign or read t...

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“Little Old Crazy Lady” by Kesey Trout

Submitted to Contest #66

I walked in the rain, as the old concrete crumbled under my feet. My boots began to fill to the top with cold water. I shivered, as I didn’t have an umbrella at the time. I stumbled across an elderly woman, rocking on her rocking chair, under the coverage of her porch. She took notice of me, shivering, soaked from the rain. “Darling, you look miserable! Come in, I have some freshly baked cookies you could eat!” ...

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Author bio

Hi! Please give me hard critiques. I'll take compliments, but more critique. I'm a young writer, still in school hoping to become a successful journalist. I don't expect to win any contests, I'm on here to learn from some extremely talented writers. Special Shoutout to Anne Elizabeth! I've learned so much from her! Go read her writing, it's much more marvelous than mine. I hope you enjoy my stories!