Marie Perederii

“7th grade madness” by Marie Perederii

Submitted to Contest #216

The steamy scent of chocolate filled croissants,  and apple crisp macchiato's filled the air as I entered  the welcoming warm store. I was only there of course to do my homework and perhaps by a little treat for myself because I couldn't afford to waste too much money or else I wouldn't have enough to buy things in the future,  like applications or admission fees for stories.  Of course I did get the largest size only because I knew that I was going to be there for a very long time,  after getting my usual pink drink...

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“In death there is only death” by Marie Perederii

Submitted to Contest #215

Pain shot through her shoulder, the blow was overwhelming even for Sira, she gritted her teeth and stood back up to face Karim grinning at her as if she’d just handed him his wings. Well that look wasn’t going to last long, the match had just started and she was not going to let her one chance to become a true demon slip away into Karim’s grasp, especially not Karim. So she stood and swung her staff in command, instantly the spell worked its magic, knocking Karim out his weapons reach, which stood leveling him on the base of the arena. Which...

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“H.A.R.P” by Marie Perederii

Submitted to Contest #214

H.A.R.P Human Adaptive Recreation Project “The development of full artificial intelligence could spell the end of the human race ... .It would take off on its own, and re-design itself at an ever increasing rate. Humans, who are limited by slow biological evolution, couldn’t compete, and would be superseded.” — Stephen Hawking “It is day 1,859 of my testing for the human effects of the algorithm  that has been placed into my new human cerebellum, commonly referred to among humans as gray matter or the brain. I also would like to inf...

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“The last fire village pt.2” by Marie Perederii

“Clover dear, did you remember to write an entry in your journal?” Mother asked. When her assigned daughter did not respond, Mother became more annoyed “Cloooover, journal!” but when there was still no response “Colver!” Mother suddenly became stern and slapped her daughter across the face. There was no sound in the motion, but Clover's cheek was still left bleeding where Mother had hit her, for this wasn’t the first time she had done this and every time Mothers long painted fingernails touched Clover's face the old wound would resurface. “D...

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“Killer” by Marie Perederii

Submitted to Contest #202

I had been to his funeral, I had seen him being carried down the aisle and I can tell you for the fact that it was not I who murdered him. There are many rumors and I suspect the real murder is the one behind them all.It is my duty to find out who decided to frame me.  I have been unrightfully punished,  it is as though the world has accepted that I, John Henry Keprate, murdered my dear brother. I do not understand how the world that I live in can be so cruel. But what I do know is that my brother was a complicated man with many en...

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“Connections part 1” by Marie Perederii

Submitted to Contest #195

“Celia…this sounds insane”  Amara primly wrote in a letter to her friend, a letter which she would later deeply regret  “But since you have made the clear statement that you won’t back down I shall accompany you.”  Amara paused briefly before writing the next sentence because she knew that it would hurt her friend the most  “I know that your family's death was unjustified and completely wrong-I do. But don’t you think that maybe this isn’t what they’d want?”  Amara felt her heart rising into her throat, she felt horr...

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“Understanding Zoey” by Marie Perederii

Submitted to Contest #191

I stood in Times square watching, waiting. Yet she still hadn’t shown face. I was not accustomed to any of my students being late to extra sessions and if one was late, I would be infuriated because that might mean they did not enjoy mathematics as much as they say they did. Of course Hannah Gradilla was no exception no matter how gifted she was. Yet instead of leaving a note to her inclusive mother saying she was a no-show I continued rocking back and forth with a sweaty brow waiting for her. After 5 more minutes of what felt to be the most...

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“A new dawn” by Marie Perederii

Submitted to Contest #189

Ranetta sat at the teetering edge of the cliff, one jump could end it all. She would be separated from her family for the rest of eternity, unless the ocean thought her worthy enough to come back through. This however was unlikely, she had dreamed of the new dawn for ages, it was beckoning to her to come to it. But…that would mean leaving her strict but kind mother, and her loving understanding father. Her awkward but hilarious older brother and her doish Miko, a half fish half dog creature with big brown cow eyes that begged for her to stay...

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“The last fire village” by Marie Perederii

Submitted to Contest #181

It was mid-December when it happened. The cold frigid wind scratched at Hail’s face while she attempted to dig up some Earth fire crystals. She was trying to provide for her family and for her Village which was dying completely. There was no real way that she could finally go home if she didn't find a fire Crystal… because then there would be no warmth and then they would all die from extinguishment and cold. It was a harsh reality but at the same time it was the only one she knew so she had to endure it while she dug for scraps of fire crys...

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