Lizzie Hall

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Stranger ” by Lizzie Hall

Submitted to Contest #60

It’s been 456 days since I last saw my family. Wait, no. Scratch that. 457 days, starting today. Counting days has kept me sane. Reminds me that it wasn’t always like this. That I had friends, a family. A roof over my head, food on the table every time I came back from school. Now, I go days without anything. At first, it was hard because I had never gone a day without food or water. My lips have grown dry, my mouth is coarse. I’ve grown used to it, though. Ever since “that day” I’ve found less food as the months go by. You’d be surprised co...

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“Stuck with a Stranger ” by Lizzie Hall

Submitted to Contest #58

I clench my fists for a few seconds, letting go only when I hear someone’s honking behind me. Sorry, I mouth as I drive forward, doing another loop around the block. I quickly find a parking spot that isn’t too far away from the building, keeping a mental note that I am wearing stiletto heals instead of my worn-out sneakers (that have become my second skin). My mom had told me on the phone earlier in the day to wear something I normally wouldn’t wear. I didn’t know whether I should’ve been offended or not, considering that I ...

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“A Bruise ” by Lizzie Hall

Submitted to Contest #51

Trigger warning: physical abuse I stand in front of it, six feet away. I hadn’t been here in over 4 years, and the years that I had been here were almost a fragment of my imagination. I couldn’t remember my childhood, it was as if it were puzzle where most of the pieces were either missing or do not fit anywhere. Every time i try to recall something, even the slightest details, I never get anywhere. It’s as if it leaves me even more confused than when I started. I retrace my steps back to the start, trying to figure out where I went w...

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“Anger Issues ” by Lizzie Hall

Submitted to Contest #48

I closed my eyes, breathed in, and breathed out. My psychiatrist told me that every time I found myself spiraling, I should just breathe. Jokes on her, I can’t even breathe properly. I had asthma for most of my childhood, but it wasn’t something very present in my life. It was something that showed up at your doorstep one day and then is gone the next, never knowing when it’ll come back. Kind of like an absent father, God knew I was very fond of that one. I could see the public bathroom fairly well. The floors were dirty, sticky if you ...

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“Dreams ” by Lizzie Hall

Submitted to Contest #46

I run my hands through my hair, blowing out air as I lay in bed staring at the yellow wall beside me. I had almost grown unfamiliar with my writing, it was something that I had once done to pass time. As school had gotten busier, I found less time to write about the things I wanted to write about and more time to write about things people wanted me to write. I hadn’t picked up a book that I enjoyed in over six months, and I had a pile of books sitting in the corner of my small closet, waiting to be read. I had been wanting to read the books ...

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“The Love Encounter ” by Lizzie Hall

Submitted to Contest #44

“It was nice to see you again,” I say, with my hands folded in my pocket, nervously waiting for something to happen. It’s been six months, and I’m still trying to put the puzzle pieces together to reveal one clear picture of what went wrong. I’d like to say it was the distance that put a wedge between us, as we both drove off in two separate directions with the promise of staying in touch. Standing here now, both back for just a few weeks, it’s clear to see that some promises are created just to be broken.“Yes, of course. Goodnight,” he says...

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