Maggie Writes

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Words” by Maggie Writes

Writing is influential, it was always Zainab’s first choice for communicating important thoughts. Speech was difficult for her as a child, learning to read and write provided refuge. Reading opened new worlds, writing allowed her to be heard, to take time to express herself in a thoughtful way. Zainab often did not know what she felt or thought. It is only through writing that she figured her own thoughts and feelings. Writing had served her well in university, at work and even in personal relationships. She learned about the power of writin...

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“Sorry, Is Not Enough” by Maggie Writes

Submitted to Contest #45

To calm myself I breathed deeply, in and out, losing it will not help Jamila. Jamila had always remained strong and leveled headed facing injustice, I must do the same.  Unable to remain seated I paced back and forth desperately looking at the closed door.  “We should never have come.” I muttered to myself on the verge of panic.  Just hours ago, we joked on the plane about whether to claim all the gifts we’d bought for her family never expecting reality to so unreal. Did it really happen as they were exciting their plane ...

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“See You in September” by Maggie Writes

Submitted to Contest #44

“See you in September.” Toby waved strolling down the aisle of the bus and hopping down the steps. He waved again from his driveway. Clarissa smiled and waved back. It had been the perfect last day of school after a difficult grade two year. Clarissa had had two operations. She spent more time in hospital and less time in school. When she was well enough to go back to school, she had completely missed lessons on cursive writing. She was able to catch up on most of her other work but continued to print while her classmates wrote in cursive. H...

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“Elizabeth” by Maggie Writes

Submitted to Contest #43

Our bus driver Merv was reasonable, if he saw you running down your driveway, he’d wait for you. Most of his passengers had long driveways. Settlers had often built their houses on the top of hills, to avoid flooding, I guess. Our house was a century old, most of our neighbors’ houses were the same age. If Merv didn’t see you, he kept going. His bus was never late like the Chatsworth bus. Merv rarely spoke. He nodded at us as we stepped onto his bus. He was respected. There was no bullying on Merv’s bus; no rowdiness or disrespectful behavio...

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Author bio

Granny writes to live. For her reading and writing are as necessary to sustain life as air and water. A grandmother, mother and teacher she believes in passing the love of reading and writing to future generations as tools of empowerment.