Kimberly Yu

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

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7 Stories

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“The Power of Crystals” by Kimberly Yu

Submitted to Contest #75

“Tell me, what do you want next year?” Amaro looked over the old man’s shoulder and scanned the assortment of colorful crystals beneath the glass boxes. “I want to be rich, Ezra. I’m tired of being looked down on. I’m tired of people thinking I’m worthless.” “Are you sure?” Ezra asked. He knew that the request for wealth would always come up, but Amaro’s words bothered him. Amaro nodded vigorously. “Of course I’m sure. When I heard about your crystals, I knew that coming here would be my chance of leaving my beggar life behind.”&nbsp...

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“Under the Moon” by Kimberly Yu

Submitted to Contest #74

TW: suicide attempt-----Tonight, the moon is smiling down at me, her teeth glimmering in the night. But I know in a few days, I won't be able to see her at all, and my memories will be lost in the waves. So before that happens, I must recount the interesting things that have happened in the past ten days. ~Nine days before today, a woman visited me. She wore a black dress with a gray shawl, and her hair was dark brown and long. Around her neck was a locket in the shape of a boat. She walked towards me slowly, dragging her bare feet thro...

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“The Gap Between Lightning and Thunder” by Kimberly Yu

Submitted to Contest #74

Levina and Tyrell sat on opposite ends of the couch, the gap between them a painful reminder of the state of their relationship. A flash of white lit up the penthouse as Levina said the same words she had been saying for the past six months: "You need to get a real job."Then, settling herself further back into the cushions, she waited for Tyrell's response. As usual, Tyrell stayed silent, and all Levina could hear was the rain falling outside. The steady tapping of the rain used to feel comforting and therapeutic. Now, its consistency was an...

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“Taste of Fortune” by Kimberly Yu

Submitted to Contest #71

The sun was just beginning to peak over the mountains as Qi Hua placed the cartons on the countertop. She sighed as the tension in her arms subsided.It had been like this for seven months now. Wake up at four, buy eggs from the farm across the village, and return to the bakery just as the clock strikes five. Then mix the ingredients to form batter, spoon the batter into circles, and place them in the oven to bake. By this time, Zheng Yu would be up and slicing edible paper into strips, each with a message printed in edible ink. After fifteen...

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“The 6 W's of Doing Laundry” by Kimberly Yu

Submitted to Contest #31

It’s midnight, and I really need to find my favorite shirt. I fumble my way through all the potential places in my living quarters where my shirt could hide. The drawers full of once neatly-folded clothes? Nope. The pile of clothes thrown on top of my dresser after being worn once? Not there either. The mess of clean clothes on the couch that I hadn’t gotten to folding yet? Sadly no. The stack of seemingly unrelated clothes in my hanging clothes organizer I bought from IKEA? Unsurprisingly no. Oh, I almost forgot - the assortment of clothes ...

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“The Time(s) I (Almost) Got into a Car Accident” by Kimberly Yu

Submitted to Contest #30

The first time it happened, I was driving in my local neighborhood. The speed limit was 25 miles per hour, but I was going at 15 miles per hour and taking my sweet time. I shifted my hands on the steering wheel and leaned back. There were no other cars, not even any parked on the street. No pedestrians either. Or birds. It felt peaceful and empty at the same time. Wishing that I wasn’t driving alone, I settled my hand on the front passenger seat. It had been a month since that seat had last been occupied, and I still wasn’t used to it. The t...

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“Match Week” by Kimberly Yu

Submitted to Contest #29

Maddi Weathers tapped her foot on the floor, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. When it was finally her turn, she displayed her name tag, and the Council President handed her an envelope. As Maddi walked away, she traced her fingers over the letters on the front: “Maddie Weathers”. By now, she was used to the extra “e”. Pursing her lips, she opened the envelope and unfolded the enclosed paper. “Jayden Turner” was written at the top. Maddi furrowed her brows. She didn’t know anyone with the last name “Turner” in Zone 5 ... Jayde...

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writing about what-ifs, symbols, perspectives, feelings, meanings, personalities, dreams