L.A. Crum

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Gnashing of Teeth” by L.A. Crum

Submitted to Contest #232

I still vividly recall the day he emerged from the water – a truly beautiful day filled with joy and peace. In a moment years of sadness and heartache washed away, all within the refreshing coolness of about three feet of water.Yet, as he celebrated this glorious moment, I heard it for the first time. It began as a low rumble, akin to the early tremors of an earthquake, but it grew steadily. What was it? Then, a deafening bellow echoed from the depths – just as Reverend Timothy had described it in my youth, only worse. This was not of this w...

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“The Last Stand of Henry and Ann” by L.A. Crum

Submitted to Contest #24

Hand-in-hand, they bowed their heads to pray.“Dear Lord, thank You for this day. Thank You for this food and for the chance to share it together. May Your blessing rain down on us during these trying times. Watch over us, guide us and protect us as Your will be done. Amen.” A cricket chirped outside. The large oak in the front lawn swayed in the soft breeze. The pair ate in near silence. Ann quickly finished her meal. The rabbit was tender and cooked perfectly, paired nicely with some rice and dried fruit and washed down with rain water...

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“S.O.S.” by L.A. Crum

Submitted to Contest #8

Hello. My name is Damian Alders. I was born in the town of Stonington, Connecticut in 1981. My parents are Joseph and Amelia Alders and I have one brother, Alexander. I was aboard the Oasis of the Seas with Tara Sanders when the storm hit. I don’t know how many survivors there are or where I am, but I am hoping that if something happens to me you will find this. If something happens to me, please tell my parents and Alexander that I love them. I will see them again.Sincerely, Damian.Damian’s back was aching. He had been sitting in the same p...

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“Maku” by L.A. Crum

Submitted to Contest #3

Despite the safety and comfort afforded him by his brand new, bright red superhero-inspired gadget belt and the companionship of Mr. Monkey, Landon was still apprehensive. The step from the safe, pillowy carpet to the dark recesses of the unknown before him was as vast as the ocean. But he had made it this far. There was no turning back now.Breathing in all of the oxygen in the room, Landon took a step. And then another. Gone was the protection of the familiar world in which he knew, replaced instead with this...nothingness. He gripped the t...

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