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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020
Submitted to Contest #108
The woods appeared untouched by the flames yet nothing else seemed to be spared as Andrew watches it all burn. His house, car, and all the valuables within were all but gone and would soon be reduced to ash. The anger and despair he had felt earlier were now replaced by a numbing acceptance as he watched on. Firefighters now begin to arrive to continue their eternal fight with the elements.Through the thick smoke and fiery blaze, one could see the luxurious house was an impressive build with its imposing entrance and three garage doors.The f...
Submitted to Contest #94
“So? How bad do you want it?” says a man who's carelessly sitting on an old rundown couch. It's been left on the side of the alley that's between a dry cleaner and a pawn shop. Both establishments seem partially abandoned and the alley is littered with heaps of trash and old newspapers. You also used needles lying about with two grocery carts filled with more garbage not far away. “Man, we go way back...why you gotta be like this?” Says a younger man standing before him. He wears baggy clothes that are tattered and are quite dir...
Submitted to Contest #65
It was dead silent and the chilling breeze added to my discomfort. Mark seemed completely relaxed as we walked among the tombstones and was even whistling lightly.It was late fall and winter seemed to have come early this year. The ice-cold rain made it all the more miserable. Even so, we pushed on."Why did I ever agree to this?" I thought"Was proving myself in this stupid bet worth it? Ah who am I kidding, I'd look like a total bitch if I backed out now wouldn't I?"Mark seemed to read my discomfort and grins."You wussing out already Eli, yo...
Submitted to Contest #63
“Almost nothing has changed in this town wouldn’t you agree Olivia?” Connor says as he walks alongside her through the orchard. “ Honestly, I like that it hasn’t changed. I feel we can go back to our past and escape the city life when we’re out here”. Olivia responds as she grabs another apple from the tree next to her which she then adds to her growing collection. Connor smiles in agreement and looks for more apples to pick. The sun has begun to set and they seem to be alone in this portion of the apple farm with no one else in sig...
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