Leighton Jeffy

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2022

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“From The Forest, It Calls” by Leighton Jeffy

Submitted to Contest #177

I walk forward at a steady crouch, the carpet of leaves below me barely making a sound from the soft footsteps I leave. The night air is biting and cold, and the awareness that something is watching surrounds me. Even without light, and with grasses and shrubs blocking the trail in front of me, I know the path I follow. I’ve come out here every night since I was 8. My parents caught me the first time. They’d kept me up all night drilling into me the dangers of the forest at night. “There are vicious animals out there,” they told me...

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“This is Where the Story Begins” by Leighton Jeffy

Submitted to Contest #175

Life is something taken rather than gifted in my country. It has stewed in violence and shrapnel for decades, the results evident in the once modern and well-maintained buildings that now crumble and shake at the foundation, full of the diseased and hungry crammed far too close together. The starkest reminder, however, is the massive graves littering the edges of our cities. What were once undisturbed forests now carry bleak meadows near their fringes, the small wooden posts sticking disorganized in the ground are the only indication of the ...

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“Some Things Never Change” by Leighton Jeffy

Submitted to Contest #174

“Everything is changing, I really mean it this time.” She was looking at me with that spark in her eyes she always had when she assumed a new persona. This time, it was some sort of 80’s glam metal retro look. She’d grown out her hair like Bon Jovi and started wearing a ratty torn-up white muscle shirt that showed off those goddamn biceps I could never break free from. “From now on, everything will be about you, babe,” She had a pleading, hopeful tone to her voice. She really believed in herself. Then again, she always did. I just...

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“Promised for Eden” by Leighton Jeffy

Submitted to Contest #172

They closed their eyes, took a deep breath, and focused on the senses. Where is it the most cold? Where the northern wind knaws, on the tips of their fingers and the nape of their neck. Where is it the most warm? On their arm pits and shoulders, safely shielded from the cold under a leather jacket. What’s the loudest sound you can hear? The ripping engines of the jets overhead seemed to blur out all else, so they waited, and once the noise had started to subside, what is the quietest? They struggled for a second, really intensely listening, ...

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