Lee Doe

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

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“part one ” by Lee Doe

Hey guys it's me. Yes, this was for last week's prompt but I guess this one works too. The last time I uploaded here I was fourteen...now I'm fifteen. Crazy. I stared at Colin with eyes full of wonder.  “Master Bailey,” He croaked, relief and concern leaching into his voice, “you’re injured.”  That’s what you’re worried about? I turned my...

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“Strangest ” by Lee Doe

THIS IS A CONTINUATION OF MY PREVIOUS STORY. Read the other if you want I don't care :) There the sun was, a blot of rose gold and amber peeking between the mountains on the eastern horizon. In a cancer of light and warmth, spreading like thick paint to the surrounding sky, the morning came.  Tommy hated it. The sunrise to him was nothing more than a reminder. The reminder of the...

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“Strangers” by Lee Doe

Toby wondered why, when he showed up on her doorstep drenched in a crimson liquid and shivering from the coldness of his own heart, what caused her to take him in. He hadn’t even said anything, scared of what would escape if he opened his mouth, maybe a scream he had been swallowing, it’s acidic taste burning the back of his throat. All he could do was stare. He was sure his eyes must have been black and cold, his mouth stuck in a permanent sickening sneer, his pale face reflecting the color of a corpse...but none of this compared to what...

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“Decisions ” by Lee Doe

Willa emerges into a hallway with two doors, she enters the door on her right.  That was the moment I simply came to be, and as far as I knew, the moment everything else did as well.  What are you waiting for? She enters the door on her right.  Blink, breathe, hand twitch, wet lip. Actions, movements, things that I was doing, me. ...

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“Welcome home ” by Lee Doe

Run. Adrenaline roared through my veins like a raging tide. It was not unlike the one whistling in my ears, exploding in my chest, and not unlike the one I could feel in my fingertips, static like a tense wire one that could break any second, one that could bend, one that could crack one that could- "Stop," I hissed at myself. I was always on thin ice, the ice was the only thing p...

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“Siberian Tiger. ” by Lee Doe

CN: poaching Snow, the fine powder falling like microscopic feathers drifting in a slow horizontal pattern. The only disturbance in the spotted whiteness on the concrete path being footprints, Shelly's. She hurried across the zoo grounds, a backpack bouncing up and down on her shoulders. It was night, the only reason she could tell was the cold that was left in the absence of the sun. No stars were visible this deep in the city.    The wet sound of water lapping against the concrete beach alerted her that...

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“The Assistant ” by Lee Doe

Bailey’s fingers, being the only part of him exposed to the outside, were the coldest part of his body. They were gripping the hood of his cloak and pulling it as far down as he could, hiding the rest of him from the fog settling over the forest like a bad omen. He liked the shadow the hood cast on his face, it hid him from unseen horrors that could be lurking around any corner, behind any tree...  His pa...

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“Mira ” by Lee Doe

They saw the cannon before they felt it.  Then they felt it.  It slammed into the ship driving straight into her skeleton. A groan echoed through the night joined with screams and the roar of the tide. The ship was taking on water, and quickly as the ocean tore at her sides, rushings its way into the vessel. It smelled the blood and fear that clotted the air, it smelled the weakness.  ...

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“Boom part 2 ” by Lee Doe

Boom.  “NO!” The twisted outcry of pure pain and horror that ripped through my throat was   as loud as the blast. I knew what the sound was, my yell of anguish proved it, I just didn’t know if I was ready to accept it.  10 seconds, I thought, that was all I asked for, did you really fail us, Dylan?  Dylan wouldn’t, right? I was abou...

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“Ten seconds.” by Lee Doe

1 second. “Don’t do it, Ezra,” I whispered. I could feel a tear sliding silently down my left cheek, I watched out of the corner of my eye as it fell and shattered against the dust-coated floor.  “I have to,” Ezra spoke in a chilling tone, it was unbalanced, yet balanced, insane, yet sane. I knew he wasn’t any of those things, he was floating somewhere in between. Even with his back ...

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“Patterns. ” by Lee Doe

Humans were designed to be predictable. Designed: planned or conceived in detail or for a specific purpose. Predictable: Able to be predicted.  Like a number sequence.  Number sequence: a list of numbers that are linked by a rule. 2, 4, 6, 8... Designed, predictable, linked by a rule.  And my personal favorite....

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“Cold. ” by Lee Doe

It was cold, It didn’t take me very long to realize that. The feeling crept up the sleeves of my sweatshirt, spreading like a cancer. My body quivered back and forward in a shiver.  Cold.  I maximized the feeling, allowing it to spread. It settled into me, quite literally chilling me to my core. Every particle of my being could feel its effect.  It’s cold, it’s cold, it...

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“Selfish.” by Lee Doe

To me, the blood coating my hand was troublesome, annoying.  It was apparent that Delia saw it for something other than that, a burden, proof of what she did.  I groaned out loud in disgust.  "W-What is it?" I could hear how frantic she was; it was almost adorable.  "Well, now you have to clean this all up, bloodstains last awhile, and if w...

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“There was a murder.” by Lee Doe

There was a murder, there was.  “There wasn’t, mam,”  Was I talking out loud?  “Yes, mam, your talking, I can hear you,”  There was a murder, there was. “No, mam there wasn’t,” His soothing tone finally pierced through the veil of fog that I felt over me. The cop’s hand rested on my outstretched arm. I jerked away f...

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“Floating.” by Lee Doe

Floating.  Life wasn’t much else. I didn’t expect death to be so similar.  Sinking. The two were polar opposites, yet existed together.   In harmony?  Pushing.  The push of death.  Pulling.  The pull of life.  A game of tug-of-war. Where did that l...

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