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Merel Cooijmans

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

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Clean up your act

Merel Cooijmans

Submitted to Contest #80

1.335 words Renata opened the door to the toilet and pushed her cart inside. The motion detector noticed her and the toilet was suddenly filled in a white light. She sighted, it was almost the end of her shift. She only had this toilet and two offices left before she could go home to her son. She was sure he already ate, he always did. She daily cooks a meal in the afternoon, before she goes to work and het son heats it up in the microwave once he gets home from school. He is usually still up when she gets home, just gaming or chatting wit...

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Another visit

Merel Cooijmans

Part 2 of "Just a social visit"1196 wordsAutors note: This story doesn't really fit the prompt in the outspoken way. It does however in the heads of the characters. I am aware :)Kelly sat on the dark brown couch. She looked over to the other side of the trailer where Bill was seated at his desk. He had a laptop placed on the surface. Apparently he was scrolling through his files looking for something of what Kelly had no clue. He wasn’t a talker, this Bill Jones. She had found that the first time they met. He had opened the door, she had int...

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Aftermath

Merel Cooijmans

Submitted to Contest #77

1633 Words Jenn opened the door of the apartment building. It had snowed, she knew that. Only, the layer of snow was way thicker than she thought. She hadn’t looked outside for the last hour or so. She smiled when she thought about that. It didn’t look that dark outside, the streetlights reflected on the fresh white snow. The only thing that touched it were the delicate paws of a cat. She hadn’t expected otherwise at 23:30 in lockdown. The heavy yellow door locked behind her. She looked around the street, nobody had taken the effort to c...

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What you want to hear

Merel Cooijmans

Submitted to Contest #76

1214 words Peter walked into the poorly lit bar. He smelled the scent he knew so well. The scent that reminded him it was Thursday again. Every Thursday he met up here with his old university buddies, Jimmeny and Ronald. Or Jim and Ron, as they were known to him. He sat down at the table which he chose every time. The employees of the bar knew it was theirs this day of the week. When he just sat down the waitress walked over to him and put a beer in from of him on the table. She smiled at without saying anything. Peter looked at her and sm...

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Just a social visit

Merel Cooijmans

Submitted to Contest #75

1251 words ‘Kelly.’ She looked up from her desk. ‘Could you come in for a minute?’ Her supervisor asked. Kelly stood up from her chair and walked over to Nick’s office. He sat behind a small desk that was overflowing with papers and had a computer in the middle. ‘Sit.’ He said to her. Kelly sat down in a plastic chair across from him. He sighted and leaned forward. ‘Kelly.’ He said seriously. ‘I have a job for you.’ Kelly smiled. She knew what he was going to say, she have had this conversation before. She was at the top of her agency an...

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Captured

Merel Cooijmans

Submitted to Contest #74

1148 words ‘What are you going to do now? You filthy bloodbag’ He hissed to the woman in front of him. I understood what he said, I spoke this language. I couldn’t understand him before. When he spoke to the other vampires in his clan he had used an accent that I couldn’t place or understand. But this, this was the language my mother had taught me. It was in fact, until my 30th year the only language I could speak. The male vampire spoke classic vampyr to the human in front of him, she couldn’t understand it. This was most definite...

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Grace is the voice that calls us to change

Merel Cooijmans

Submitted to Contest #72

1.964 words Simon woke up at 6:21, like he did every morning. "Good morning Simon" he heard. It was a cheerful, kind voice of a woman. Just like he programmed his drone to sound like. The shiny white softly humming system projected a screen on his ceiling. The screen showed him an Instagram feed. Grace started scrolling, just in the right pace. Slow enough for Simon to be able to really take in the pictures and fast enough for him to see all the new posts In exactly 6 minutes. At 6:27 the feed changed Into Facebook. Here he could see w...

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Let's play

Merel Cooijmans

Submitted to Contest #71

Lisa looked at the last empty fold-out chair across from her in the circle. She was until now the last to arrive. The room was calmingly silent. Somewhere in a corner a radio was softly playing Christmas songs. In the circle of chairs were 5 people seated. Next to her sat her friend Crystal, who looked at the Tupperware on her lap which held some homemade cookies. On the opposite side of Crystal sat a nervously looking boy in his late teens. He, like Crystal, was holding a Tupperware. The boy looked mostly at his lap, but glanced now and the...

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