Lark Malloy

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021

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4 Stories

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“The Worst Timing Ever. ” by Lark Malloy

Submitted to Contest #253

Reagan always knew she could freeze time, but she had never known the trigger of her mysterious ability. It wasn’t as though she could snap her fingers or simply focus her thoughts. There wasn’t a verbal command she could say or a hand motion she could perform that would provoke her powers. Despite this, she could occasionally tell when it was happening, because she always felt the same symptoms beforehand. At first, her hands would become clammy. Then, she would become dizzy and disoriented. A few minutes later, she would completely l...

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“Some Deserve To Die” by Lark Malloy

Submitted to Contest #236

My mom died last night. I haven't shed a single tear. I haven't told my wife yet. Or my kids. Soon."Anthony, get yourself dressed. We're going to be late," Sheila says, striding into the kitchen. Her honey-blonde hair is tucked behind her ears, and her arms sway at her sides. She is wearing a silk gown with an open back and gold hoop earrings. “You look stunning.” She drapes her arms around my shoulders and rests her piercing eyes on me. The green in the gown brings out the green in her gaze. She raises an eyebrow. “Don’t flatter m...

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“The Wrath of Bridezilla” by Lark Malloy

Submitted to Contest #191

"I need Peonies," my mom said, burying her hands in her face. "This is a flower shop. Why don't you have the flowers I need?" The elderly florist wiped some sweat from her brow. My mom had that effect on people. Her third wedding was the following Saturday, and everything had to be perfect. "I'm so sorry miss, we just don't have any peonies right now. If you come back on Sunday, the new inventory will-" "Come back on Sunday?" My mom laughs hysterically for a minute. "My wedding is this Saturday. But by all means, I'll come in the day afte...

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“To the point of disgust-” by Lark Malloy

Submitted to Contest #141

Part 1 I've developed a deep hatred for a boy in my class. Ugh, I don't know where to start. Have you ever met anyone that is just so triggering that it's hard to look at them? I have, and his name is Aaron Diaz. I have no idea what boys do to keep their hair tidy, but neither does he. His haircut alone is enough to make me squirm in my seat. Moving down the face, we have his beady black eyes. Not dark brown, black. Whenever we make eye contact I feel as though an oversized cockroach is staring at me. ...

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