Matt Brooks

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

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7 Stories

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“Desert Winds” by Matt Brooks

Submitted to Contest #138

As the first rays of sunlight touched the desert, a man stood watching a van weaving down the dusty road. The man looked down at a device in the palm of his hand. Pulling a tattered prayer mat from his run-down car and unrolled it next to him as the van approached. Kneeling on the mat, he slid the device under his robe. The van stopped, and Abdul el-Azzam saw two armed men step out. They dressed in typical attire, and one of them spoke in Arabic, "What brings you out on the road so early?" Responding to the man in perfect Arabic, Abdul sai...

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“The Debt” by Matt Brooks

Submitted to Contest #96

The man fled across the homes of the quiet neighborhood. He jumped over fences, zig-zagging throughout, when he slipped on a patch of wet sod, smashing into a large terracotta pot. "Brandy, Corey, get upstairs now! Elan, get my pistol from the nightstand! Damn these gangbangers!" Mark turned on the porchlight and peeked out the glass door into the backyard. At first glance, he saw nothing, then hearing a splash, he looked towards the pool.  "Here is your pistol, and please be careful out there." Mark opened the door slowly and shout...

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“Authority Problems” by Matt Brooks

Submitted to Contest #88

There was an authority problem in Clarke County and Sheriff Slater was the problem. He was elected sheriff only because of his father, Phillip Slater, a businessman extraordinaire. They had many connections with other big businesses and high-ranking political officials around the state.  The dilemma with Sheriff Richard Slater was that he was a racist bastard. The only person he looked out for was himself and not the people he was serving. The injustices of the sheriff were not apparent to the average citizen when he started his first ...

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“The Best Times” by Matt Brooks

Submitted to Contest #84

I was thinking back to all the memories this old house had given me, both the good and the bad ones. It seemed so empty now that I was coming back to clean it all out. I started with the bookshelves, then my phone rang and it was my sister, Jenny. “Hey Jeff, I’m on my way to the house to help you. I’ll bring us some lunch. What would you like to eat?” “How about some Taco Bell, just get me any combo meal.” “Okay, sounds good, be there soon, bye.” I continued on with the bookshelves and I stopped to look at all the collection of stuff int...

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“My Starry Sky” by Matt Brooks

Submitted to Contest #83

If ever there was a man that had cheated death, it was me. I washed up on a moonlit beach, not knowing where I was or who I was. A cold numbness quickly enveloped me and after walking for what seemed like forever, then my body gave in… The following morning I woke up to the sound of the tide, hearing the noise of seagulls and feeling the sand caked to my face. Sitting up and taking in my surroundings, I realized that the sea had spared me. Why the sea had done this, I don’t know. Then I caught a glimpse of two people coming toward me. As th...

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“Silks of Heaven” by Matt Brooks

Submitted to Contest #81

The day had started before the sun was up, being out of bed, showering, then grabbing a granola bar on top of the kitchen counter for breakfast and arriving for her 7 am-7 pm shift.  This was the beginning of a typical 12 hour shift for Elizabeth, starting off her morning at the V.A. hospital.  At the first of her nursing career she had dreaded her first 12 hour shift, but got used to it after having a few years under her belt, just turning 30 that day.  Elizabeth did her work, having a smile on her face all day because she k...

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“One Good Memory” by Matt Brooks

Submitted to Contest #80

On September 11,2001,it was a sunny,cloudless morning in the East Village neighborhood of Manhattan and Callie,who had just started 9th grade,arrived at the East Side Community School. She went up the stairs and met her friend Katie and continued on to their English class together. As she went down the crowded hall, her anticipation grew with every step she took toward room 209 at the end of the hall. She always enjoyed school,never wanting to miss a day,always asking questions about the world around her and was very smart for her age of 14....

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I'm just a beginner at writing. I never put anything out for people to see. But I developed some courage and here I am.