Laura Boynton

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

Stories (9)

9 Stories

173 karma pts

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“My Greedy Secret ” by Laura Boynton

Submitted to Contest #68

"I have something to tell you," I whispered lustfully, pressing my forehead into his chest. I could feel the warmth of his gray sweater as his smell made it's way to my nose. His blue eyes light up at the thought of finding out my secrets. How many times has he asked me to spill some tea. I hated that expression, spill the tea or was it spill the T? I seemed to be way behind the trendy sayings these days. I can't say I love my secret, but on the other hand, I can't say I hated it either. It just became who I am, it took over my life and I di...

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“Daydreams of Sea Woman” by Laura Boynton

Submitted to Contest #67

The Captain and owner of the Womanizer, a new pirate ship with all the luxury needed to sail any sea, was built from the Captain Player's daydreams. He is a handsome, tall and quick witted man who wore a crisp white button down shirt with the sleeves pulled up to his tan elbows that tucked into his red and black checkered shorts. He slipped on his black leather baseball cap over is dark blonde perfected hair, cut in a modern fade that oozed trendy. His deck shoes came from Italy, one of his girlfriends traveled there to pick them out. ...

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“Games We Play” by Laura Boynton

Submitted to Contest #66

“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat,” I explained to the very pretty yet fretting woman standing in line behind me. She rocked on her slim legs in her trendy sandals, she let out a deep sigh, her long slim fingers raking through beautiful curls. “You can ruin this whole experience if you don’t set yourself up for the win.” I add. “Oh. Uh...I—I know. But, right now I’m second guessing why I signed up for this in the first place,” She said quietly with a giggle, leaning forward so o...

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“United Halloweens” by Laura Boynton

Submitted to Contest #65

In my early years, Halloween was cute chubby smiling pumpkins and tottering around in a pink tutu or lion suit before being pushed in my stroller trick-or-treating with my two older brothers and parents. A little later, Halloween was scary pranks, craving pumpkins, ghost stories with flashlight beams pointed up at chins and pillow cases full of candy from hours of running door to door to door. Few years more, Halloween turns into pure horror movie marathons with deranged killers, paranormal hauntings and flesh-eat...

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“Beans and Booze” by Laura Boynton

Submitted to Contest #63

The coffee shop made my choice to work from home a more mature and accountable one, at least for those two to three afternoons a week. I had to actually shower and work up an effort to care enough to make sure my clothes were somewhat matched and didn’t smell of my stale life. My long curly hair also had to appear to be under control in same dull pony tail, or pulled together cohesively into a messy bun or tucked behind my ears. Most of the time, I did pull off the illusion of creative women writing for the n...

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“The Chance at a Future ” by Laura Boynton

Submitted to Contest #62

I was found wandering at a job site of a lonely framed house, in a newly plotted neighborhood just two miles from my townhouse. My feet bare, wearing only a long sleep t-shirt with the phrase ‘Go Pug Yourself’ written under a cartoon pug dog. I can’t remember buying-owning-or being gifted that shirt but the humor fit me perfectly. In the ER, the rounded blue swelling above my left eye socket concerned Dr. Elaine Brazee immensely, almost more than me having no answers for my past and remembering only future memories.&nbs...

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“Pea Pods, Lions, and My Crayons” by Laura Boynton

Submitted to Contest #61

My Mom didn’t want a funeral, she told us many times she wanted a simple celebration of life. She only wanted her closest family to attend her burial, which was eighteen of us. Her three children, our spouses and children, her twin sister and her husband and their two sons with their wives and grandsons, gathered together to lower her Lake Blue urn with engraved daisies into the earth, a week into May, right after Mother’s Day. It wasn’t and really never is Spring weather for Northern Michigan during this time. It was g...

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“Her Personal Apocalyse ” by Laura Boynton

Submitted to Contest #60

“The ending is just a beginning worth repeating,” Evie mumbled to herself shaking her long brunette curls, “or was it the other way around?” Realizing that was her first post apocalypse thought, a sharp splinter of dread ripped through her chest and tingled down her spine, as she laid in her bed wrapping herself tighter in her plum colored comforter. In her world ending blur, everything she knew, touched, watched and belonged to was disappearing around her. “Wait…wait! I am not ready,” Evie pleaded.&nbsp...

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“Selfish Acts” by Laura Boynton

Submitted to Contest #59

Trigger warning: date rape drugs Kyle never expected me to really go through with the audition, I have walked off many stages after drawing blanks and bombing lines for the roles of a lifetime. My acting resume proved to be impressive with C and D-list celebrities on some big productions that got me noticed, graduating from high school at the age of 15, and getting my Associate of Fine Arts degree from New York Film Academy also helped jumpstart my career. I met Kyle at an awards benefit for dinner where he won the New Writers Write U...

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Author bio

It’s easier for me to string letters along forming words on paper than it is for me to properly pronounce each syllable so you can hear me. My stories have eraser marks to show I am trying. Crossed out thoughts as I strive to think deeply. Tear stains that blur my ink for a more memorable character, that YOU the reader, would crave to meet.