Kirsty B

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Grave Encounters ” by Kirsty B

Submitted to Contest #65

I despised everything that had to do with the supernatural. Anything that could not be rationally explained terrified me. That is why my fear for cemetery‘s frustrated me.  So why was I being convinced to face this fear, by the simple plead that slipped by Harper’s supple lips? “Please, I can’t go without you.” “S-sure you can.” She could hear my resolve cru...

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“Our Concomitants ” by Kirsty B

Submitted to Contest #46

There is something about creating a world on an once blank page. Watching it fill with inked letters, each word dripping with imaginative intentions. This can make it daunting to share with others. It is as if you are choosing to bare your soul to criticism and judgement. There is no guarantee that they will care for the story and the characters as much as you do. Creating a concrete story worthy of telling is not instantaneous, nor is it always an enjoyable experience the entire time. The writer pours ...

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“A Story Told Thrice” by Kirsty B

Submitted to Contest #40

SophieI loved Holly like a sister. I had expected some surprise at my arrival, being the introvert that I was, but the look that dawned her face when she had opened the door was one more residing in horror than delight.That confused me. Yes, the invitation to join the group on a weekend getaway to her family’s cabin had been tardy, having only received it the day before but was it a terrifying concept that I would accept?There had been some air of mystery when Holly hadn’t been the one to personally invite me but I ...

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“Two Lovers, One Sky” by Kirsty B

Submitted to Contest #39

Through this ever changing life, there is one constant. That vast inked sky as the sun fell; stars scattered like fairy lights for the angels. Even if a sea of clouds masked its beauty, it was still there. It may not always be visible, but that doesn’t mean that it’s not there. I had found myself gazing out the sitting rooms window more and more as the days went on. Life had become a confusing blur of nothing and everything merged into one. It terrified me it was completely out of my power. Yet all I could do was s...

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Author bio

A wishful romantic of the light and dark in both this world and those created.