Kk Nelson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2019

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Other Girl” by Kk Nelson

Submitted to Contest #136

Dear Journal,I did everything I could. I was everything he ever asked for. I stayed up 'til midnight, keeping watch for his arrival home. I told him I loved him in a thousand ways, excepting my words. I cherished his deepest secrets as if they were my own. His passions became mine, and my eyes only saw him. My mind only thought of him. He was the very breath in my lungs. The very essence of my being. His smile was my sunshine, his eyes were my stars. His voice was the equivalent of a lark's song, his tears the rain that wet the soil of my he...

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“Assistant Manager” by Kk Nelson

Submitted to Contest #66

You know the movies you watch when the main character competing for something that could make or break them? I'm not gonna say that's my situation, but it kind of is. It all started on a nice fall day. The old assistant manager had just retired, so we were looking for someone to fill the job. My boss had the brilliant idea of giving us little "assignments," similar to those of our assistant manager's tasks, to see how well we could handle them. We all excelled, so he decided he would start up the competition: who could make the most change ...

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“A Hero of Something Else” by Kk Nelson

Submitted to Contest #57

Akatha stared at the portrait looming over her. Her amber eyes were sad and longing. Turning away after a moment, she studied the rest of the room. It was filled with portraits, busts, and statues of heroes, the ones people read about in history books. She walked to a picture of a fairy. She wasn't the type of fairy we on earth imagine, small, playful, and pretty. She was a warrior with many scars, and she stood taller than Akatha. She gave her life fighting for justice. Akatha, who fought along side her, did not. She turned around to her po...

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“Despair to Light” by Kk Nelson

Submitted to Contest #30

After a long day at court, I crawled into bed, hoping to rid my mind of his terrible face. He just sat there, staring. He didn't show any emotion. His face was terrible, apathetic. I shivered. How could he? As I lay in the dark, my mind swirled with mixed emotions of fear, anger, and hatred. He killed my sisters, and he didn't even care. Not happy, not sad, he was just... there. As my eyelids grew heavy and my body relaxed, I heard a whisper. "I'm coming for you."I shot up again, looking around my room. No one was there, but I heard it. I pr...

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