Michael McGee

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“To Do What Is Right” by Michael McGee

Submitted to Contest #116

A foreign princess of different race, stood alone in the tower, no one dare approach her.A trophy of war for this kingdom, and a symbol of peace for her own, her marriage to this kingdom’s prince was the unification needed to bring about the end of a bloody war. As she neared the looming door, she could hear the roar of the crowd now gathered in the city square, many of whom had lost loved ones in the bitter fighting and wished to see her dead.As the huge door crashed open, a rush of searing hot air swept past her, almost se...

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“The Sound of Sight” by Michael McGee

Submitted to Contest #105

I sat within the classroom. The rest of the class left for the day. The calm breeze flew through the window, whisking my brown hair over my eyes. The music from the guitar played quietly through the speakers of the phone lying on my desk.I held onto my guitar in solace. The pick rested in my hand. Whenever I felt depressed, sad, even happy, I would cover my ears and escape to the world of music. It saved me. I had a difficult life, more than others, actually; more than most. My parents passed away. A car collision took them from me...

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“A Lone Sign” by Michael McGee

Submitted to Contest #103

“I’m a bit worried Noel.”“What do you mean Scarlet?” Noel replied.“The humans, they are growing more powerful, they may discover us soon.” Scarlet said with worry in her eyes.“What do you mean by powerful?” Noel questioned as she twisted to face her friend.“Their creations amid the waves. They can travel farther. Fight the fiercest storms. I heard the Southern kingdom was attacked not long ago.”“The humans attacked the Southern Kingdom?” She turned away as she contemplated the possibility of such action....

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“Shattered Reflection” by Michael McGee

Submitted to Contest #101

She walked through the hallways. Past the classrooms. Empty except for the desks. The school was always silent once everyone went home. She usually stayed later. It was nothing new to her. Just a habit she had never been able to break. She would walk the halls, open the classrooms, stare inside, and think about what they did during the day. Of course, she already knew the answer. It was the same almost every day. Occasio...

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“Only You Know” by Michael McGee

Submitted to Contest #95

"You're finally awake."The young girl lay in her bed. The world around her was spinning. Her head was throbbing. She moved a cold hand to her forehead as she glanced around the room. A woman in white clothes stood to her left, a clipboard in her arms, a contempt smile upon her lips."How are you feeling?" the woman asked looking into her eyes with dark brown coloured ones."I...I don't..." the young girl stuttered as she tried to think."You don't remember?""I..."The woman beside her was still smilin...

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“Fated Connection” by Michael McGee

Submitted to Contest #90

She stood on the platform. Her phone in her hand. The screen was still. A simple picture, saved for the future. She wanted to meet him. The person who was always there. The one she was somehow attached to. Why they had begun switching bodies they never found out. She was in his body. He was in hers. Their lives were distant, and ever so close. Their connection deepened through their interactions. Not just with one anothe...

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“The Mountain Secret” by Michael McGee

Submitted to Contest #89

My secret was something I hoped would never be openly revealed. It was amazing. Flying freely through the skies. The wind whisking through my body. Only at night did I emerge and fly through the vast world. At first it was scary. I feared myself when I discovered what had been done to me. It was a terrible event. One that still haunted me to this day. I was one of many. A child taken from their parents. Dragged to...

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Author bio

My name is Michael. My writing style is based on the imagery I see in my mind as I listen to inspirational music. I find everyone has a source of inspiration within them, which helps make every person and story unique to the individual. I began writing about two years ago, with a story which I completed while in College. Haven't submitted it for publishing yet, so please don't ask for a name. I welcome all kinds of feedback, positive or negative, so, if you wish to, there is no need to go easy on me in reviews.