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Kristy Reynolds

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

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The Train Ride

Kristy Reynolds

I sat down in my seat and turned to stare out of the window. A two-hour train ride. I was not looking forward to this. I wanted to already be there, eager to see my best friend. Why did she have to attend a college two hours away? I felt someone bump my arm. I glanced up into the face of an elderly woman. "Excuse me, dear. I was just trying to get into my seat." "No problem. Do you need some help?" I asked, seeing her large carry-on. "Yes, thank you." She passed me her carry-on, and I held it while she got situated in her seat. Putting...

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The Dinner

Kristy Reynolds

It was just one meal. That was all. It was supposed to be idle chatter, hollow laughter, nibbling, and then out the door. How was I supposed to know that one single meal that begrudgingly accepted invite would completely change my life? ***** It started off simple enough. We arrived and were greeted at the door by Bartley, who dutifully took our coats and led us to the dining room. He announced our arrival as Mom and Pop approached us to give us the routine kiss on each cheek, their dry words of welcome all too familiar.&nb...

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Charmed, I'm Sure

Kristy Reynolds

I watched her as she climbed from the back of her parent's SUV. Chelsea Rivers, with her golden hair, brushed back into a bow, and her blue eyes sparkled. She always had the nicest shoes, nicest backpack, nicest…well, everything. Her parents played tennis, and she had an inground pool in her backyard. Her house was huge and always looked like a beautiful painting at Christmas. She had a boyfriend who was popular, gorgeous, and nice. Her parents let her go out and do things, unlike mine. She was always going to a concert or ...

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The Hour of Light

Kristy Reynolds

I watched as the children ran, ran as fast as their little legs could carry them. Watched as they turned their faces up to receive the warmth, heard the giggles as they ran carefree into the field. It was a glorious day and though it would only happen for a short time it was looked forward to for months. Even the dirt beneath their feet seemed to want to absorb it. The petrified wood, strewn about from long ago trees, looked more alive somehow. I turned my own face up to receive it and felt the tears begin to stream down my face. Sto...

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Survivor

Kristy Reynolds

The banging. Where was that coming from? It was incessant. What in the world was going on? Realizing where it was coming from, I stumbled down the stairs trying to get my slippers on my feet. I jerked the front door open with a grumbly “What??” The man in front of me looked right through me as he shoved his way in, barking out orders as he went. “Your name ma’am?” he turned toward me, glaring. “Margaret, sir,” I answered curtly, half annoyed and half terrified. “You and anyone else in the house are to leave immediat...

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The Dark Days

Kristy Reynolds

I walked down the hall and paused outside her door. It was always closed these days. Getting her to come to dinner with the family was a struggle. Everything was short with her. The time spent, the conversations, the answers to questions…all short and simple. “How was school today?” “Fine” “Did you eat lunch” “Yeah.” “What did you have?” “Pizza.” “Was it good?” “Yes.Ugh.I have to study.” And off she would go to shut her door and be in there for hours and hours. She wouldn’t even look in our direction when she came out to go to the ...

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The Climb

Kristy Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #99

I rolled over in bed and stretched. I laid there, eyes fluttering, trying to fully wake up. I felt different today. Not quite so heavy. My stomach growled. Was I actually hungry? I looked around the room and noticed sunlight squeezing through the slits in the blinds. How long had it been since I had noticed that? I reached over to pick up my phone from the nightstand. 10:32 am. I also had 14 missed calls and 27 unopened texts. Well, that was going to take a while. Making my way to the bathroom, I noticed that my body ached le...

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Old Fashioned Memories

Kristy Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #68

It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. The furniture was old but well kept, except for Grandpa’s recliner. Grandma had done her best, she was sure, but the worn and slightly stained arms told a story of football games and wings and late night PB&J sandwiches. She wandered through the living room looking at all the photographs. There were many from the latter years, Grandma in the garden posing next to a plant that had really flourished under her green thumb, Grandpa standing...

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The Dream

Kristy Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #66

She looked out the window at the rain pouring down. The gray day had started out sleepy enough but with one phone call the excitement had picked up. She felt ridiculous even contemplating it but… She shook her head to clear it and headed to the kitchen for some tea. She needed to write this down, see what it looked like, see the numbers on paper. That would help her make some sense of this. She pulled a notebook and pen from her desk and carried them and her tea to the dining room. In the notebook she made two columns. The first ...

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The Fairy Princess

Kristy Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #65

She looked up at her mom, sheer excitement in her eyes and her little fists ready to pump the air in excitement. “Is it time, Mommy? Is it time to go twickertweating?” Her mom chuckled. “Not yet, honey. You have two more days.” “Awwwww…man!” She slumped her shoulders, frowning hard and looked down toward her feet. “But….” her mom said, squatting down to her height. “If you want to wear your costume while you eat dinner, I think that would be alright.” “Yay!!!” the precious little girl yelled, jumping up and down, her fa...

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Mayfield Manor

Kristy Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. The flames lit up the lawn below. I ran. I ran as hard and fast as I possibly could, the crackling and popping from behind me propelled me forward. In the distance I could hear the approaching sirens. Ducking into the woods that ran alongside the drive, I was careful to stay out of sight. Minutes later, I came across a main road. I darted across quickly to the waiting woods on the other side. Another mile and I should be at the cabin and safe there for the night.&n...

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THE TIME CAPSULE

Kristy Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #62

We all decided it would be fun to create a time capsule and bury it in Katie’s backyard. Not up near the porch where everyone would see but in the back left corner of the lot, underneath the old oak tree that we loved to climb. We would bury it beside the root that used to trip us up all the time. Elizabeth said that was a good place because every time we tripped we would remember the time capsule was there. That way none of us would ever forget. We were supposed to come back here when we were really old, like thirty or forty, and dig it up ...

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The Aftermath

Kristy Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #60

We all cheered when the announcement came over the news on the tv. The pandemic was finally over. We were free to leave our homes, free to see people we had only seen via video call for the last twenty two months. The pandemic had swept through our country first, taking a swift run across the globe. Millions had died in the first few weeks and millions more died as they reacted to their cabin fever after month eleven. People began to doubt the validity of the pandemic and doubt the fact that being quarantined in our homes was anythin...

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The Invisible Opponent

Kristy Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #59

I tentatively stepped out the door. My hair whipped around my face threatening to choke me as I grabbed the doorframe to keep my balance. Making my way across the porch and down the steps, I ducked as a plastic chair blew by. Straining with each step, I made my way across the yard, pushing against an invisible opponent. I managed to get to the cellar door and with all my might pulled it open. I had just made it safely inside when the door slammed shut above me. The lights inside the cellar flickered crazily, making me eerily think of a disco...

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Heat Wave

Kristy Reynolds

Submitted to Contest #59

I opened my eyes, stretched and yawned. The sun poured in through the blinds lighting the room up with it’s brilliance. I rolled to my side and looked at my husband Don. “Good morning, baby.” I said. “Good morning,” he said sleepily as he reached out and moved my hair from my cheek. I grinned and hopped out of bed. Several minutes later I had showered, dressed and donned a light bit of make up. I looked at my husband who still lounged in bed. “Meet me in the kitchen in ten minutes? I’ll have breakfast ready.” “Sounds gr...

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