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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021
Submitted to Contest #100
I can bet this train isn’t as crowded as my mind right now. Thoughts dispersed in every area my mind can contain. The train is filled with commuters, tourists, and people who are trying to escape reality (this is the category I fall under). It’s a four hour ride from Niigata to Yamanashi. Four hours. I don’t mind it taking the entire year as long as I can get far away from this place. The place that was once my safe haven. For a moment I decided to push the thoughts and pain that turned my mind to an Olympic track aside, so I can focus ...
Submitted to Contest #99
I caress my guitar in my arms as I watch the golden sun slowly set on the horizon, kissing this part of the earth goodnight. The beauty of this scenery reminds me of nothing but the awesomeness and beauty of Nada. I wonder how I let a little fame get the best of me which led to her leaving me. I can still remember the day we had the fight. She claimed that I changed, obviously she was right, but I felt she didn’t understand me, I was blinded by pride. After I released an Afro pop song and got media attention in the city of Jos, the way fr...
TW: murder, abuse *When it looks like forever* Bruno laughed hard as Francesca tickled him continuously. Their story is a love tale that every teenager would wish for, the kind of love affair you watch only in the movies, it was tender, hopeful, and peaceful. “I will love you to the moon and back Francesca” he professed his reassuring love for her, staring into her deep blue eyes. “Nothing. Absolutely nothing can take you away from me, not any man, spirit or deity, not even death can take you away from me” he promised Hearing this, sh...
Submitted to Contest #93
I doubt if my rib cage can endure the heavy beating it was receiving from my heart. It was more like Tai Lung trying to escape from Chorh-Gom Prison from the Kung Fu Panda movie, it was a brutal adventure going on inside of me.The black suit Hermosa bought me on my birthday stared blankly at me ‘in disgust’ I guess. It’s just a piece of fabric but at this moment it felt as though it seems more human than I was, how disrespectful of me to try and wear it for the first time since she bought it for me, and to make it worst she will be in attend...
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