Mara Masolini

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

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“THE BLACK HOODED MAN” by Mara Masolini

THE BLACK HOODED MAN  Beside another little cross Sol engraved (on the wall) : D.17, where D. meant December, but it would take too time to engrave all the letters ( the whole word). , not to mention that the letters were not only difficult to engrave, but it was also impossible to prevent them from being crooking, since the wall was quite hard and almost steep under the plaster. The end of the year was app...

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“THE FACE IN THE MIRROR” by Mara Masolini

THE FACE IN THE MIRROR Undoubtedly it had been a big,  a good stroke of luck, indeed a colossal stroke of luck, a godsend, as everyone had said him, both friends, relatives and acquaintances, and even those who did not know him, but who had known what (it) had rained on him. Since he, George P., thirty years old, freelance journalist, with modest income, who led a barely dignified life, had suddenly, and ...

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“A GRAIN OF SUGAR” by Mara Masolini

A GRAIN OF SUGAR Rosy was still crouched under the Christmas tree she had just finished to decorate.  The comet on the top of the spruce was yellow, of a bright, but also soft yellow, like that….just like that yellow. Suddenly she seemed she was seeing them, as if they were there, under her eyes…..they, the cookies which her grandmother Adele made once every year, the cookies named DUCK...

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“DIGGING A GRAVE” by Mara Masolini

DIGGING  A  GRAVE Rumors about Davie P. had started to rise from when Carl V. reported (told) to have seen him , all busy digging in an uncultivated land which, even if he   wasn’t sure to whom it owned, certainly it didn’t belong to Davie.  Carl had seen him digging in that land__ which had once been cultivated, but since years now nobody cared about it , in fact weeds and bramble...

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“LET'S TOAST THE NEW YEAR COMING” by Mara Masolini

 LET’S TOAST TO THE NEW YEAR COMING The fire crackling under the great white chimney hood, as the bangs of the firecrackers, which people are pulling outside, could be heard even if the musicians were playing___now they were playing a waltz by Johann Strauss____even if everyone was talking, everyone was saying something, which maybe nobody listened to___There were more than thirty...

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“IN DEPTH INTO THE LAKE” by Mara Masolini

IN DEPTH INTO THE LAKE In the water of the lake, of a transparent green,  even if not a clear green___almost dark, instead___the white clouds of a blue, serene sky moved lightly, swaying slightly. The fronds of the fir trees wavered slightly, all around the edge, into the water…. At that time, early in the morning, there was no boat to sail the lake, not even fishing boats. The people coming for...

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“THE BURIED CRIME” by Mara Masolini

THE BURIED CRIME by MARA MASOLINI Agatha, a young woman of twenty five years, had disappeared since months, without a trace, no one had heard anything from her or about her,  when a voice had begun to be heard in the small town. The voice ( rumors) said that Agatha had not gone away of own free will, and even no one had taken her away___or had kidnapped her___, but instead she had been killed by her family, who t...

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“CURVE TO HELL” by Mara Masolini

CURVE TO HELL His hands stuck in the pockets of his jacket, the brim of his hat turned backwards, a little bent , but still with an agile, quick step, Gerald was enjoying his walk in the middle of the countryside. The road on which he was walking, very narrow, is indeed asphalted , but on both sides of the road, beyond them, even looming over it, since they were higher up than the road, meadows and fi...

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“THE LAST APPOINTMENT” by Mara Masolini

THE LAST APPOINTMENT_____THE CHOICE Before opening the door the ringing of the phone made her suddenly leap up of the state of bliss in which she was by long immersed, in which she was basking. It had been a wonderful walk, by alone, yeah, but what a splendor the countryside in this season. The fallen leaves, scattered on the road, resting on the tufts of still green grass, they are colorful carpets that you he...

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“A NIGHT WANDERING AMONG GRAVES” by Mara Masolini

A NIGHT WANDERING AMONG GRAVES We decided we would come in as soon as it was dark. And as soon as we arrived, what a surprise. We thought we had to climb over the surrounding wall, or to force the door, to enter, instead it was enough to push the gate door, then the access door settled between the surrounding walls, and we were able to enter. “ But how? Shouldn’t it be closed at night? Yet, there is a keeper” I...

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“MY FIRST HALLOWEEN AS A GHOST” by Mara Masolini

+ MY FIRST HALLOWEEN as A GHOST When I arrive ____the party is taking place in a wide and almost dark underground room , which you have to go down an infinite number of steps to get there___I approach a table when a dozen guys, some in vampire dress, some in skeleton dress, some in devil dress, are drinking a yellow drink , in big pot-bellied glasses. “ It’s pumpkin juice at poisoned tooth! “ A vampir...

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“LEFTOVER OF GHOST” by Mara Masolini

 LEFTOVER OF GHOST The almost wide and well light room ____besides the window on a wall there was a window on the ceiling___was furnished with a bookcase, with a wardrobe, with a bench. At the desk, in front of the window, Dora usually sit to do her school homework, and also to draw. When her schoolmates and her friends came to see her, it was in this room that she spent time talking w...

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“THE MURDERED APPLE” by Mara Masolini

THE MURDERED APPLE_____MURDER WITH APPLE “ But look, it seems this apple has been stabbed” Mark tells me, showing an apple, which he has picked up from the ground. In the apple, a Plumpgum apple, full, so pot bellied that it looks like the apple is about to burst, a knife blade is stuck. Mark tries to extract the knife from the belly of the apple, but he doesn’t succeed in it. The blade is so deeply stuck, indeed ...

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“YELLOW LEAVES” by Mara Masolini

YELLOW  LEAVES  I walked a long time after I came out home. I started my walk towards….I did not knew where, passing through the park. Walking across the park, I felt the grass still damp under my feet, but I should say under my shoes. Feeling the grass you step on, walking on it___and your feet are inside your shoes___(feeling the grass) damp, wet, still drenched in rain...

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“THE DATE ON THE DOOR” by Mara Masolini

Joan was forty years old and that was her first pregnancy, which had not caused her partcular inconveniences. The birth, instead, was complicated. After three days of labour it was decided that the baby would be born with a caesarian section. Joan knew that the newborn would be a little boy, so she had already chosen the name for him: David. It was when the baby was about to be extracted fr...

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