Marcia H.

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

Stories (111)

111 Stories

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“Breaking Good” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #89

It was time. Gilda looked up at the clock and counted down the minutes. In a few minutes her best friend, Delta would be here. She was ready. She knew that Delta would not like what she had to say but it needed to be said. Gilda glanced up at the clock one more time before she sat down in her yellow and white reclining chair in the living room.  Delta got dressed up in her white and blue sundress. It had to be at least ninety degrees outside and it was only May. She dreaded to think how hot it would get in the summer. She grabbed a pa...

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“Zelda The Ordinary Girl” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #88

Imagine it’s 2035 and you look inside your coat pocket and find a rhinestone covered mask with a design of a pair of lips smack in the middle of the mask. You smile and think what a decade that was.  Now you are a princess living in a world where you have to put on  a full suit made of industrial materials and a gas mask just to go outside to make your way to the corner store for a snack. You hope that you don’t have to kill any zombies along the way. Princess Zelda is living in this world. She is alone. Her mom, Amy was killed a...

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“No Foolin'” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #87

The sun peeked through Faith’s bedroom curtains and woke her up from a not so deep sleep. She yawned, covered her eyes with her hands and rolled to the side of the bed and carefully searched for her slippers with her feet. She grabbed her robe from the end of the bed and carefully looked for any signs that her family was playing April Fool’s jokes on her as they always did in the past. She looked for any fake ink on the floor, artificial spiders in the doorways and windows, plastic snakes dangling from the closet, rubber rats in the hallway ...

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“Silver Trowel” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #86

“What do you think?” Thema looked at her friend, Drea as they looked at Thema’s garden in the front yard of her house. “Thema your garden is beautiful. Do you think that you will win the Silver Trowel award this year?”  “I am going to try. You know that Ayanan has won it five years in a row and I am so glad that she is not entering this contest this year. It’s time to give someone else a chance.” Thema replied. Drea was so jealous. The only thing that seemed to grow in her garden was weeds. She would give anything to actually grow...

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“Fresh Starts” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #85

The hardest thing she had to do that day was to swallow hard, tuck away her pain of deceit under her ribcage and wait until  she found enough courage, forgiveness and peace.  She was hoping she could find some peace here in her new apartment in her new building. She hoped that Apartment 3F would bring her some sense of normal back into her life.  It was October 4th, 1977 and Katrina was more than ready to move forward after divorcing her husband of 8 years. That was the biggest and hardest decision of her life. She had to do...

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“A Different World” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #84

I hate white walls. I never did like them because they reminded me of  a hospital and I hate hospitals. I hate the smell, the color, the beds and especially the food. It was ironic considering where I was and had been for a long time. “Miss, can you hear me? Miss, can you talk?”  I looked up into a pair of green eyes blinking rapidly. I had no idea what voice was behind those eyes asking me what I thought was a stupid question. Of course, I could hear them and could talk. Why were they asking me such stupid questions? I wanted ...

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“The Decision” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #83

The legend of Goddess Lafatina was told to Eurdell by her great grandmother, Lucy, when she was eight years old and now at the age of 40 she was actually going to the ocean where Lafatina was actually “living” for millions of years. Goddess Lafatina was born millions of years ago in a tiny town called Sabrina. No one knew exactly where the town of Sabrina was. No one could find it on any maps in ancient times but that was the story. Lafatina was “gifted” she could see into the future. She would walk around the tiny town and feel and sense ...

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“One Kiss” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #81

Aretha sat in front of her computer and slowly turned it on. She never thought she would be sitting in front of a computer trying to find a date at 58 years old but here she was. Her granddaughter had told her about a site for “old people” as she put it. Although Aretha didn’t think she was as ancient as her granddaughter thought she was, she agreed to have her granddaughter, Adina, help her make a dating profile. Aretha didn’t think anything was going to come out of it but she was tired of being alone and tired of not having someone other t...

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“The Best Winter's Day” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #80

She will never forget that day. The rain beat down on her bedroom window and the wind was howling through the one tree that was in her backyard so hard that she thought that the whole tree would come through her window. She scooted to the end of the bed and winced when the coolness of the floor touched her feet. She slid her pink bunny slippers on feet and they flipped and flopped as she walked towards the bedroom window. She pulled the ivory white curtain back and took a peak. She thought that the rain would never stop. She took a deep brea...

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“Unknown” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #75

“It’s not your job to fix me. It is your job to hold my hand while I fix myself.”--Unknown My name is not Jane Doe. I don’t know what it is but I know it is not Jane anything. Jane doesn’t even fit me. I look in the mirror and don’t see Jane Doe. I see my face but not my name. I don’t remember my name, my age, my birthday or anything about myself. I walk around in a no name haze. I look at every face I see on the street, on the bus, on the trains that I come across. I want someone or something to look familiar but it doesn’t. I wander arou...

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“One Little Woman and a Chair” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #74

Rainbow Sunshine Bailor was as unusual as her name. She was a small woman in size but big in personality. Rainbow was a small woman barely 5 feet tall. Rainbow was named after her great Aunt Bow and since her mom liked the rain she put the two things together and there got her name Rainbow.  Her middle name was her father’s idea since he called her Sunshine before she was even born. He would look at her mom’s growing belly and say, “How’s my little bundle of sunshine.”   Rainbow often wondered if her parents had a secret des...

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“Bird Brain Christmas” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #73

“What did you get?” Helena screamed to her best friend, Michael. “Will you let me open it up first? Is it me or do you hear peeping sounds in this box?” Michael asked, ripping the ribbon off of the box his aunt, Susie gave him. “No, I hear something. Hurry up!” Helena said, almost doing a happy dance. Helena had received a warm scarf that Aunt Susie knitted for her and she loved it. Her favorite colors were weaved into the scarf, blue, green and red.  “Oh, Good Grief!” Michael yelled as he opened the box. “What?” Helena asked ...

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“The Jealous Monster” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #72

Maude  vanished in broad daylight. It all started with her arguing with the preacher’s wife. She went to her car, made one phone call. There was no answer. Maude sped off in the car. Another car was following her.  Maude’s mother called Maude’s phone for three days straight with no answer. She was worried. Maude called her every day and told her about her day and her schedule. Her mom was worried and called everyone she could think of.  Nobody had heard from Maude since the same Sunday her mom last heard from her. The last p...

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“Shattered Glass” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #68

This was supposed to be the happiest day of their lives. The invitations were sent out months ago. The RSVP’s were already in, the pretty burgundy dresses were brought for all ten women, the smallest pink and white dresses were bought and fitted for the littlest members of the bridal party and of course, the bride and groom were all ready for the ceremony.  Three years ago a chance meeting turned into a proposal of marriage.  Athena started her day just like she did on every other day. She hated Mondays because Monday’s took he...

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“Mrs. Stanford in Apartment 3G” by Marcia H.

Submitted to Contest #67

“Shut the front door!”  Aisha shouted. It was Halloween night and Aisha was dressed up in her Mae West costume. She chose that costume because she had curves just like her idol, Mae West. She brought a bright red dress that was fitting her form just fine according to her husband, Fred. She found a blonde wig and a small red hat at a thrift store and paired it with some ruby red 2 inch heels. She looked fierce. Mae West had nothing on her. The boa she borrowed from her sister set the whole costume off and she was glad she chose it. Fre...

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