Michael McKean

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2021

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Stan” by Michael McKean

Submitted to Contest #266

Ralph pulled into the coffee shop parking lot and parked in his usual space. He grabbed his book bag and laptop and set off toward the front door. Once inside, he nodded to the plastic skeletons at some of the coffee tables (a running gag at this particular coffee shop) and he ordered his usual vanilla latte with whipped cream and sat at his usual spot in the rear, beside his friend Betty (a rather cute female plastic skeleton).He checked his watch and saw he had about an hour left before work. If he was going to let off some steam, now was ...

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“Terrible Two’s Day” by Michael McKean

Submitted to Contest #265

Dylan was in the middle of nowhere. It was a nice summer day, not too hot, not too cold. But still, he would estimate it was at least ten miles to the nearest town. And it was already five-thirty - it would be getting dark soon. If only his car hadn't crapped out on him a few miles back. He had left it, lights flashing, parked in the grass on the side of the road. He heard something in the distance in front of him. He couldn't tell if it was just the leaves rustling, or if maybe a c...

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“Sleeping Beauty” by Michael McKean

Submitted to Contest #264

"Friends, family members of my dear best friend, Chastity - this will truly be a wedding to remember," Sarah tapped her microphone and smiled, looking at the audience. Then she looked down at Chastity lying in the glass box at her feet. The flowers draped over her. The veil covering her face. She was the perfect 'Sleeping Beauty.' "Chastity has been my friend since - well, as long as I can remember, really. We go back to elementary school. No, preschool even. I remember one day at recess when she taught me how to click my tongue."&...

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“She's a Beast” by Michael McKean

Submitted to Contest #262

Warning: Sexual References, Light Gore Riley paddled down Silver River in Shadowhead. It was colder now since the day had transformed into night. A thick fog hung over the water. He stopped rowing for a moment and zipped up his jacket. In the distance, tree leaves rustled, and a branch snapped. "Hello?" Riley rowed toward the source of the noise.His red canoe bit into a soft patch of earth, and he climbed out, turning on his flashlight. He searched the shore. In the mud were fresh footprints. Someone had been walking around barefoo...

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“Emily” by Michael McKean

Submitted to Contest #260

Please read before you proceed.WARNING: This story contains sexual references, physical violence, emotional abuse scenes, and feminist references.Emily's long blond hair flew out to either side of her face as she stood on Vista Point, a cliff overlooking the Mediterranean, and looked down at the swirling, foamy blue water. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly through her nose. It wasn't cold outside, but it certainly was windy. And for reasons she couldn't explain, an electric tingle drove up her spine, raising the tiny hairs on her ...

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