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Submitted to Contest #319
I stood in the darkness. With a single step, the darkness created ripples as if water was underneath me. I heard my name being called out. I searched but found nobody, all I could hear was the ripples. I fell to my knees only to find my reflection staring back up at me and so I reached. My hand sinks deeper and deeper until my entire body falls in. I hold my breath until I find a light. I see the sunlight's reflection out across the top of the water. I tried to swim up, but the darkness tugs at my feet. A chill ran up my spine as I was force...
Submitted to Contest #316
Brian Semmerson was a good man. At least everyone thought so. But then came the uploaded video of him killing his wife. His world was turned upside down. Everyone turned up against him. The hero had fallen.***Brian and his wife, Joy were a good couple. They laughed and enjoyed each other’s company often. They were even expecting a baby in five months. Everyone supposed that Brian was a smart man, because no tensions between his wife ever arose. He had never been seen to go to the bar. If he was drinked, he went to a friend's house instead. H...
Submitted to Contest #311
Sensitive content includes substance abuse and physical abuse The first time I met him; I didn’t like him. His goofy smile was untrustworthy, but so was everyone else back then. I eventually warmed up to him and trusted him. He was my friend. A true one. He was kind, I didn’t know what that was like. Only it couldn’t last, we left once summer was over and I never saw him again.…I was raised mostly by my mom. My dad left her when I was barely a year old. Whenever I asked my mom, ‘why?’ She gave a different answer each time. Left for a younger...
Themes of suicide. I didn’t have a choice. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. There was no other way. There wasn’t! I could have died. I didn’t have a choice. But she did, didn’t she? She had a choice. And she chose wrong. Why is that my fault?! I had no other choice. I did the right thing. That’s what they told me. She was going to kill us all. Wasn’t she? Yeah, she was. I didn’t have a choice. It can’t be my fault. It isn’t! She had something metal in her bag. Sure, it could’ve been anything but it could have been a knife or a gun...
Submitted to Contest #285
Standing Here Without You The pain in my heart still feels like a thorn. It pierces in deeper as I think of him. A moment longer and my heart would bleed out, I don’t want it to. I’ve been numb these past couple of weeks and I want it to stay there. I don’t want any days without you by my side. I say you as we’re actually talking, yet it brings a shadow over me. It’s almost like a lie I tell myself every day or maybe I’ve just been forgotten. Thanksgiving was unbearable, I didn’t know how long I had you. Everyone moved on, our friends and fa...
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