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Marisa Million

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2025

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Forever Freedom

Submitted to Contest #308

The sunlight shone into my eyes, but I didn’t mind. The light breeze felt good against my skin. As I looked up into the sun, I noticed an American flag flying high in the sky. My sundress mimicked the ripples of my American flag. As I took a deep breath in, another person stepped out into the sunlight. The world seemed to darken as a cloud covered the sun. I shivered from the strong wind that was once refreshing a breeze. I didn’t see him at first, but I heard him. “Carrie! Is that you?” My arm hair stood up. My body moved forward to see him...

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My Revenge

Submitted to Contest #307

The story of how my life went from child genius to a prison can’t be explained without a little bit of context. I’m a legacy. My father, my mother, and all but one of my grandparents went to Princeton. My older sister got rejected, and she was basically cut out of the family entirely. She wasn’t invited to spend any holidays with the family, go back home, and my parents stopped paying for her college. In fact, they demanded she pay them money for all the “wasted years raising a non-ivy child”. Since I was the only child left, all their hopes...

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Return to Misery

He looked between us once more and said, “It’s either her or me.” We had just walked out of my mother’s front door. He was whispering, so she couldn’t hear. “This is totally unfair. My boyfriend or my mom? You both are my entire life.” “She called me ”Pool Boy”, Stephanie, again. You can’t expect me to just stand by and watch you excuse your mother’s behavior.” “But she’s just old fashioned, she’ll learn in time. It was an honest mistake.” “See, this is the problem. I knew you would choose her. What was I thinking?” “Wait, no, I didn’t say a...

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Dutch Or Not Dutch

The year, 1810, the place, Indonesia, and the power was in the hands of the Dutch East India Company. A Bupati, a ruler of a county- like area, sat in his palace-like home with another boy sitting on the floor, begging for mercy. “Everyone wants money, fame, and power. They just aren’t willing to take it. I’m not afraid to betray everyone and anyone to get what I want. That’s why you’re on the wrong side of my sword, and I get the reward, outlaw.” A grin appeared across Merikh’s face, his eyes staring down at a kneeling boy next to him, Adam...

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Around the World

In a land far away, but not far enough that the Post Office can’t reach, a small lady sweetly signs off her lengthy letter to her goddaughter with a flourish. A fatal error on her part, for that same flourish just made the postal worker more confused as to where this random old lady wanted her letter to go. If he turned it to the right, the address looked like Mexico. If he turned it to the left, it looked like the U.S.A. Unlucky for our little lady, the postal worker couldn’t care less as to who this was posted to. One coin flip later, this...

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Alone And Miserable

Sierra’s boyfriend, Liam, excused himself to go to the bathroom. This was her chance. She grabbed his unlocked phone, and she looked through his texts. She didn’t have to look hard to find Courtney. The last texts sent were “I love you baby. Good night!”, and Liam’s response “I’ll break up with Sierra soon, don’t worry. Ily.”. Sierra’s thoughts were getting loud again. While she stared at her boyfriend’s text messages with another Courtney, her mind screamed “He can leave you at any second, be the girl he wants to stay with.” She quickly put...

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My Cage of Safety

Submitted to Contest #300

Sometimes, I feel as though I have different spirits in my head and none of them like this body or the combined person they have become. The pressure to satisfy all of them would have been the end of me. They would’ve consume me whole while they are set free to enter the mind and torture another. With their all consuming thoughts they combine in the cruelest ways in order to drive some of the strongest souls insane, my soul just barely enough to keep me afloat for another few years. Only until they split into the proper form, separate from o...

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The False Father

It had always been just me and my mother ever since I could remember. I had just assumed my father had left my mother because my mother always got silent every time I asked. I stopped asking eventually, of course, but today I needed to know. Everyone in my class was doing a family tree project, and in order to get an A, I had to put my mother, father, and at least one of their parents. I tried asking my teacher if it was okay not to put my father, but my teacher was unsympathetic. She said “Just ask your mom” and “It’s important to know whe...

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The Endless Cry

At my old middle school I would sit in the back, and I would never talk. My goal was basically to be invisible. I was nobody’s first choice, but at least I wasn’t their last. But high school is going to be different. You only need one thing to survive it. Popularity. A thing I don’t have. Since kindergarten I’ve never been popular. That’s going to change this summer. New school, new me. During the summer I went shopping, and I bought clothes that barely passed the dress code, make up, and shoes. Not just any old shoes. I bought high heels. ...

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The Beast, the Witch and the Sisters

Submitted to Contest #297

King Ferdinand was not a great ruler. He did what he wanted. If it was good for the country or not, he didn’t care. He ended up having three daughters, all with different women. Although he presented himself as a faithful and just ruler, anyone who met him could instantly tell he was not. On this particular day, his affair produced an heir. The maiden he had been having an affair with, Margaret, had given birth to a little boy. The King entered the tiny shack, with his royal guards, Margaret called a home. “Show him to me, Margaret”, the kin...

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The Restaurant

I remember that day very clearly. The day Monica died. It was a normal day for us. We went out to lunch to gossip about our lives. She ordered the steak as usual. When it arrived, it looked odd. I tried to warn her, but she didn’t care “food is food” she declared. The next thing she knew she was screaming in pain. Trying to get something, probably poison, out of her throat. Life drained from her eyes as her body cried for help. I couldn’t help her. The waiters couldn’t help. The doctors couldn’t help. I couldn’t help. Since that day, I decid...

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The Rainbow World

Katie had always been a bad driver. That’s why Melody, her best friend, always offers to carpool with Katie to go to school.  Today Katie looked out the car window, wondering if she will ever become independent. After all, everyone treats her like a child, even her best friend won’t let her drive to school on her own. I’m not to be trusted, Katie thought. Katie leaned closer to the window sill. “Oops!” Katie said as she knocked her phone down in between the seat and the car door so that she couldn’t get it out until they parked. A small...

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The Kiss

Submitted to Contest #290

“Hey Auntie, why aren’t you married?” My niece asked during our family’s yearly Christmas celebration as she was playing with a toy barbie and ken she got for christmas. “Sweetie, it’s not okay to ask someone that.” My brother-in-law said, surprised that such a thing would exit a sweet little child’s mouth. “But mommy said that people who aren’t married by their thirties will grow up to be sad lonely cat ladies” My niece recalled her mother say. “Well, your mother isn’t always right. I’m not lonely, and I don’t have a single cat. At least fo...

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The White Hall Dash

Submitted to Contest #289

The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. I rose from the crinkly paper used as a mattress and yawned. Slowly but surely light filled my eyes like the sun usually would. I blinked and looked to my left to see a pure white wall. I suddenly realized I didn’t know where I had been taken to. I jumped out of the small white cot I had been unconscious on, my back hurting like hell. The hard pillow and mattress didn’t do my back any favors. I looked to my right, and I saw a humongous mirror that covered the entire wall. I wouldn’t have n...

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