Lynn Penny

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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“I Cannot Believe we still have to Argue that all Human's Deserve to Matter” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #45

Change happens everywhere, every day, and it is powerful.In my personal opinion, the development of new technologies is the most significant change to happen: new ideas, new materials and new usages. Technology has brought new discoveries, allowing us to travel farther than the eye can see, and arguably, the most fabulous thing it has done is to give us access to the truth.In almost every person’s hand is a phone, a gateway to more information than a single mind can handle. Anyone can capture events around them and post them on the internet ...

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“The Big Bad Bully” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #44

People love to throw around the concept that ‘one never knows when they say goodbye to someone for the last time’ and pretend that they are so philosophical.“Do you have your lunch packed? Did you get breakfast? Do you have your homework in your bag?”People say it, but do they really take it seriously? Do they treat every goodbye as if it were there last?“Yes, yes, and yes, Dad. I’ve got everything good to go.”No. They don’t.“And you’re sure you’re okay with taking the bus to school?”Goodbyes are just repetitive until they aren’t anymore. Th...

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“The Warrior Princess” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #43

“Listen up subjects!” The little girl announced to her people, the toys scattered around the floor. “Today is the day I become a Warrior Princess!” She dug up an old sword from her closet full of toys. She coloured two paper towel rolls with a magic crayon she bought from a merchant at her school and taped them with magical tape.“Come with me, Sir Cuddles,” She grabbed her loyal bear. His arm almost was falling off, but it was from a battle wound that came from a fierce war with her cousin’s toys in the washer. Up the stairs, they trekked, r...

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“The First Winter” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #42

There once was a time when the world was young and held no more than a village. It was a time before hatred, war and suffering. The mortals of the village had only seen peace and happiness, death was of nothing to the villagers, for they didn’t even know what death was. There was only life.The villagers worked together to keep balance within their land, each having a different job. Some would prepare meals for the village to feed; others would keep the buildings strong to withstand the storms. Everyone had a job, but two twins had the most c...

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“Behind Closed Doors” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #41

What I would give to be a cat. Cats don’t pay rent, they don’t cry over breakups, and they don’t stress about politics. Cat’s are the luckiest animals on this planet, and they don’t even know it. Or maybe they do, the smug bastards.I know that everyone says that their pet is the best, but trust me when I say that my cat is the best cat of all. If you put all the cats in the world together, Doc Fluffer would come out victorious. I don’t know how she would do it, I just know she would.She may have never attended medical school, but she is tota...

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“Guardian Angel” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #40

There was something about a piano playing in a church that could really make a grown man cry. Mass could go on for what felt like hours, the boredom from a mumbling preacher could bring someone begging for it to be over so they can go get some lunch. It could be at a funeral where a loved one is lost, promises not to cry are made but ultimately fail as emotions spill out of every person touched by the lost one. Then there are weddings, oh how they can bring people to tears. A celebration of commitment and joy, nothing is more ...

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“The Hands of Death” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #39

Everything is always changing. Whether you like it or not, it is going to change. The Mortals who watch the stars during their moment with them may say that they will always be there, but the stars must die. Everything dies in the end.Life and Death have been watching the stars for as long as they have been there. Life admires the beauty they behold and the joy they bring to their mortal watchers, but Death cannot do the same. The stars suffer the same destiny the mortals do, for they live a wondrous life but must find their end in a burning...

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“My Romeo” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #38

Today was supposed to be a special day.It's not every day you turn into an adult. Well, I guess a legal adult. Adults know how to file taxes, work in big corporate offices to make a living, and just be independent. I don't know how to save money or buy a house, so I guess a legal adult is good enough.All that shouldn't matter, though. It's still my special day, but it hasn't been all that special. It's just me. Alone. Sitting on the balcony in this rickety wheelchair. No cake, no presents, no celebration. Just me."Stop moping! You look like ...

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“If Only I Knew” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #37

(Trigger Warning)If only I knew. I would have seen past the charming looks, the sweet compliments, those kind eyes. If only I knew. I would have seen the dangers, the lies, the pain he was causing me.If only I knew. I would still have my friends, my family, my life. I would still be free.If only I knew. I would have had a fighting chance, I would still have my freedom.If only.My mother always told me to be wary of strangers. They lured children away with promises of candy in white vans. Strangers can’t be trusted, but everyone is a stra...

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“Unfinished Business” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #36

MondayI hate that piano. I should have never bought this house so cheap. That out of tune piano has been playing every night, but only when it’s just me. The piano stops when I have people over, or start recording on my phone. I guess spirits are smarter than what is shown in movies.It feels weird writing these words down. Like I have to convince myself that everything is happening. I have nothing else except what I put from my mind to paper. I hate this feeling of insecurity from my own senses. Maybe this is why all haunting victims seem to...

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“Just a Little Chemistry” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #35

“So I heard that you sell the stuff,” Moxxie asked after taking a seat with the goth girl, Gina.“I sell lots of stuff. You’re going to have to be more specific.” She barely glanced an eye over as she continued to sketch in her notebook. From what Moxxie could tell, it was some weird demon girl with a bloody mouth and a human head in her hands. Creepy, but very well drawn.“You know, the stuff that makes sleep feel like twenty years all in one night.” Gina spared him a single glance before returning to her drawing.“What makes you think I have ...

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“A Clouds Job” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #34

“Why are the clouds crying?” Curious eyes watched the raindrops run down the windowsill. Tiny raindrops connected as they ran down and formed a giant drop. Petite fingers traced the path of the drops while the Babysitter kneeled down next to her. “Are the clouds sad?”“Oh, no! It’s the clouds job to bring the water down.” She ruffled his hair as he gave off a bewildered look. “The clouds have jobs? Who pays them?” She chuckled and lifted him up to see out the top half of the window.“Not that kind of job. It’s a job that you do to help ot...

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“Just One More Try” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #33

Monotone. Tedious. Exhausting.Day to day, night to night. Same chores, same job, same schedule, same life.How could one take it all? Painful how the days were all just the same. Every day painted with the same ugly, boring, gray paint.Every morning the same words would repeat.“Maybe I can make today different.”Nothing would fit, bringing back the reality of a monotone, tedious, exhausting life. Go up the stairs of the apartment fire escape. Lay a blanket down and lie in the cold wind of the night. The ledge was so close, take a couple of ste...

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“Fairies, Witches, and Sorceresses, Oh My” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #32

“Where am I?!” Waking up in an unfamiliar place was never fun. Maxi was having the time of her life last night. Drinking free liquor and being surrounded by half-naked college students was something to be called exciting. This dark and dusty room was nothing close to the same. Maxi pulled herself up from the floor, stopping to lean on the wall after doing so. Stars spun around her head as she held both her head and stomach for dear life. Was she hit with a sledgehammer? For now, it wasn’t out of the question. The place was dead sil...

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“Common Part of Life” by Lynn Penny

Submitted to Contest #31

Nothing really seems to change when the days go on, one by one. But those days turn to weeks, then months, then years. That’s when the change comes out and slaps you right in the face. Eight months Convenience store addiction: Baby Bites. The teeth were coming in. Mother’s milk was no longer the sole substance; a suckling mouth was craving. The first taste of apples, bananas, strawberries and squash were branded as healthy baby food, located in the expensive baby aisle at the superstore. But the healthy, expensive food was nev...

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She/Her Pansexual and Proud 19 years old Canadian Amateur writer who dreams of writing something great