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Mehkyla Gibson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2023

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Artificial Love

Submitted to Contest #290

What is a world without love?…Is love considered perfect?…A society driven by love only?…Are we finally able to put aside love and other emotions?…Is love artificial?I clicked out of the webpage before my supervisor could even take a peek. He’s already pestering the entire staff to finish our work, his shining glasses detecting any mistake one could make. The steam rising from his cup makes me alert of his presence. I wouldn’t want to get written up again, it’s best I just keep these questions to myself. The footsteps got louder, and it took...

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A Sasquatch Vents

Submitted to Contest #193

Hello, my name is Monster. Everyone is scared of me, and I don't know why. My real name is Sasquatch, but everyone just calls me monster. I don’t like that! I’m really nice! I don’t look so different from my fans-I like to call them that. I’m just a bit taller and hairier. I look pretty cuddly if you ask me, my hair makes me look like I’m wearing a fuzzy fur coat. It helps me a lot too! I stay warm every night, I camouflage with my surroundings very well, and I can even make my own hair styles! Anyway, I wanted to vent about my feelings ...

6 likes

Leviathan

Submitted to Contest #190

Content Warning: Has a bit of violence and mention of deaths. My hands clenched up when I heard that demonic name once more. Leviathan. That’s it. That’s the name of the murderous monster that ruined my entire life. I need to relax but it’s so hard to not have the urge to jump out of this train and track that pathetic fiend. My adoptive father, Mr. Holloway has been ‘educating’ me about stock markets and something about the history of trade. Honestly, I'm only half listening to his philosophical rambles. That’s all the old man does, tel...

9 likes

Extinction Report

Submitted to Contest #189

No one would’ve ever believed it or even thought it was possible. Animals that were extinct are now with us, alive and pumping blood. There is no illusion or some type of magic trick, they are actually here! There’s the tasmanian tiger, the dodo bird, and even the wooly mammoth. Many extinct animals are cramped inside this rocky planet, sharing it with the top apex predator of all, the human beings.Throughout years of cloning and replication of each extinct animal’s DNA, scientists and companies have finally achieved the ability to resurrect...

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Wonder

Submitted to Contest #188

Functions and Design These digital eyes always beam. It has too many colors. Red, blue, and green are what it is. The tv screen attached to my face cannot be removed, nor can it be changed. I try to blink, but I don’t really blink. My little pixelated eyes can only make an impression of what blinking is. I try to think about it, but I don’t really think either. I can easily gather any information in a matter of 000000.8 seconds. I like it. It is good to have knowledge. I often imagine what it would be like to have a norm...

15 likes

Storms and Treasure

Submitted to Contest #187

Rain poured and the skies turned gray. Footsteps sounded like a march in union. Everyone was trying to get home and avoid the enemy above. Soon it became stronger. Trees started to bend and struggled with balance. Powerful winds struck at building signs and isolated cars. The skies above roared as if it was an angry god, the thunder looked like a vein popping out. It was a battlefield, and no one wanted to be a part of it. In the very corner of the streets lies a man in a brown suit inside his car. “I can’t believe this is happening. I ...

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