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M.R. Simon

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2023

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Sarah's case

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #288

-Warning this story contains suicide, gore, and sexual violence. Mature subject matter.- Standing in the pouring rain, my raincoat dripping on my shoes, I’m looking at a dead guy. His head is splattered on the sidewalk. His brain is all over the place. Crows will probably be feasting of his brain cells for a few days before someone takes his body out of here. There’s a red channel, a mix of blood and water that Wait, let’s backtrack a little. The year is 2032. The civil war has ended. Everything is shitting sideways. I’m an old fashioned pr...

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The 4 leaf clover club

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #285

This is how I remember the story as I read it in the local newspaper. I was twelve at the time and wished it had happen to me and my friends. My mother kept the article on our fridge’s door for a while because she always says that nothing ever happens in this town. The sky is darkening by the minutes, they have to shout to hear themselves as the wind is picking up. “You sure it’s in there?” shout Sarah to her best friends. “I don’t know, but we have to find out!”says Matt looking at the two other friends standing over their bicycle in front ...

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The Duel

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #246

The relaxing inmate is disturbed by the red flashing light in his cell.“Bro! Tell me it’s not you!”says the prisoner next to him.“Yeah! It’s me.”says the big guy as he sits on the edge of the bed.“Don’t worry you can win. You can beat this game!”“I don’t think so”Two guards and a priest comes to his gate.“Get up, face the wall.”says one of the guards.“So politely asked.”After facing the wall, the gate starts sliding on the left. His cell neighbor is crying like a little puppy.“Man, I can’t believe it’s already your turn.”“Don’t worry about m...

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The Fridge

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #239

Jack is walking on air when he gets home, early that morning. Oh Boy! Best picture! Best actor! Best screenplay! The sun is almost rising, he can see a smidgeon of light through the kitchen window when he walks in the door. It has been a long, but glorious night with interviews, sound bites and numerous post parties.Home for Jack is a one-bedroom condo. That night, Jack doesn't go straight to his bedroom. He sets his awards on the cheap coffee table from a big store chain. And flops on his futon. Staring at his trophies he realizes, that man...

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Maddux's World - Volume #04

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #238

It starts like a normal Saturday, until we get the call. We are the closest unit, so we take it. My name is Maddux Marlow. Being a cops for the last fifteen years has not been easy. Besides the work my daughter died five years ago and my wife suicided one year later. I have had the same routine for the past five years. I get a coffee at Miller brewing co. Then get my partner John. but not today, I woke up late, went directly to John’s house to pick him up. Then, the call came in. The call is neighborhood disturbance with gun shots.On site, a...

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Maddux's Wolrd - Volume #01

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #233

Warning sensitive subjet, murder and blood.After the civil war, all system is on the verge of collapsing, government, health, and education. An old fashion private eye is trying to keep his head screwed on straight. That’s me Maddux Marlow, a 45 year-old ex-cop and ex-college football player, tight end the best position in the game.If you’re looking for a Dick Tracy-like private eye, I’m not your man. Fighting, I can handle it and even say I love it. I always carry my Beretta handgun and am ready to take it out. Wearing a raincoat because it...

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FIRST DAY OF A NEW LIFE.

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #231

DAY ONE. A young man in a military uniform is standing in front of a tall metal door. A siren and flashing lights tell every guard the door will open. Aiming snipers standing in towers just in case someone tries to escape. Private Logan used to be his name, but now it’s only Mike Logan. That’s what a five-year plus one-day sentence in a military prison does to you. It takes from you everything you had, even your dignity; your name is the only thing you have left after. There’s a big unlocking sound heard way back of the prison court. Mike ...

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The Divorce

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #228

It all started on a perfect Christmas Eve. The lighting is right, the table is beautiful, the wine glasses, the fork, and knife. Everything is perfectly placed. The dining room is like a photo in a magazine. Mother cleaned the house all day long crying. We are all waiting for Dad to come back from the store, last minute shopping he said. Mother waited for him all day long, she made sure to let him know she wasn’t happy about the shopping. I think there something else, ornaments are flying everywhere and breaking on the bed room wall. Usua...

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Ishan And The Trusted Secret Circle Of Knowledge

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #223

Meet Ishan, a twenty-three-year-old alf Italian alf Indian Oxford student. He found by accident, that's what he thought, a secret room under the institution's library. The room is completely white, Floor to ceiling, wall to wall. A round white table has been carefully placed in the middle of this white, but not blinding, space with a book on it, a fairly old brown leather-covered book. There is no apparent light in the room, but it's lit. In this round room, there are two doors, one to come in and one to get out. The door that Ishan came fro...

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Ghost of Halloween

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #221

I'm Jennifer, my friends call me J'en, a thirty-three yealr old single woman. No education, Working in a bowling Alley. No kids, no serious boyfriend. I'm not able to find myself a husband material guy. Since I lost my baby five years ago, my boyfriend left me. I've been single since. This time of year is the hardest part of the year for a single lady, that doesn't even have a cat. What I called the kill zone, you get killed, or kill yourself. I used to walk at night through the cemetery after my evening shift, but not today, not on Hallow...

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Desert Ghost

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #221

Somewhere in the hot summer desert, Mark's walking slowly dried up under the desert blue sky. Wearing just a T-shirt and jeans. Flip flop on his sore feet, no hat, no water, only a briefcase in one hand. His skin begins to burn like a turkey in the oven. After being stranded in the desert for hours, seems like he's going in a circle. With no water and no food je as comes to his last effort, His last breath of air. He walks for hours and comes at his last effort. He fell on his knees. He looks up and sees something odd, Takes a long breath an...

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Evelyn

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #219

Splendid day already, and it's only Seven o'clock. It wasn't always this easy in New York for Mark. Only since this year, the best year ever for him, finished high school at last and got a job. It's not a big job, but it's a first job, and he loves it. We all have A thing that's getting us out of the bed. That's his getting out of the bed thing. Mark's Walking to the bus stop like every other day of the week. He's in the big league now anything could happen or go wrong in any kind of way. He's not in Kansas City anymore. Today started like e...

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prison in a loop

M.R. Simon

Submitted to Contest #219

Earth in 2222 doesn't exist anymore, well not as you know it. After the A.I. era, the world went on a nuclear war. A nuclear war that nobody knew who started it, but it went on for about five years. That's when a lot of us went to outer space to live peacefully. I live on my vessel, my life, my love, Evelyn is the name of my ship, she's everything to me. It's a garbage ship, we collect the debris, those non-functioning satellites, or the old ship parts floating in space. We recycle those parts, that's how we make a living out here. Believe m...

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The Werewolf

M.R. Simon

A screeching sound of a woman screaming fills the house with chills. It’s two o’clock in the middle of the night, and the moon lights Barry’s bedroom. The sound woke him up; he stood on his feet in a second. He knew it was his wife; she was in great pain. The closed bathroom door muffles the screams. The light is open, and Barry can hear growling and scratching.“Are you all right?” he asks his wife gently.He knows she could be quite a monster when she’s in pain. He better talk to her with white gloves on. He asked her if she wanted water, ho...

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