Konest Atranger

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“THIS IS IT” by Konest Atranger

The sun will set today like it did yesterday, and all the days before that, but it's not promised nor unprecedented. We just assume it will, or rather, we do not think about the possibility of therese. Because the now is so consuming for some, others are busy dreading or gleaming at their past. Others live for the future, and well, the end will come, uncalled for and unexpected, and it does not need to be a result of the sun's lack of setting. If you are no longer there, then to you, the sun's glorious presence is irrelevant, unimportant, ho...

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“Ranting in My Radius” by Konest Atranger

Submitted to Contest #98

I said it outloud tonight because I couldn't write it down. I spoke in my comforting writing voice and tone. I managed a smile as I hugged my knees to my chest, in the wrong corner of my bed, watching a familiar body breath its sleeping breath. I said out loud, like this: “Dear Diary, Today I saw everything around me, but that was not reciprocated by my environment. The people, and the things, were oblivious to me. The laws of physics and gravity ignored me, and even matter decided not to give me any attention. So naturally, I tho...

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“Fainthearted Joe” by Konest Atranger

Submitted to Contest #97

Agressivice, repetitive knocking startled me awake. I stayed as far away from the window as I could. You see, I am what one may have a labled, a-few-too-many times, scaredy cat. It continued. I got up and scaled the wall for dear life, huddled in a blanket and slouching as low as I could get. Attempting to avoid being seen, in case whoever it is, finds a peeking hole. I gave myself one mission, and it was to leave this forsaken room with the beating window. I desperately just wanted to run for it, lock the door from the outside ...

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“No Warranty” by Konest Atranger

Submitted to Contest #96

I ran. I don't like to run, but I ran, sprinting, and boy did I feel young. A nostalgic feeling entered the muscles that felt stiff from lack of use from what felt like years. Awful as it was, I'm glad I moved that suddenly, I'm glad I'm still sore, because even though I failed, at least I know I will not regret not trying. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I am an old lady. A resident of Warrentoughfeald, a small, cursed town. Would say it was typical, and it was for some...

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Author bio

A stranger who loves to write. I am experimenting with sense and words, characters and emotion. This is a learning journey.