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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2022
You MUST read “Passing By” and “Gray Valley” before reading this. It will give you much more context, and you will enjoy it more. Enjoy the book! “I had a brother. I had a friend. I had an ENEMY.” I said loudly. “My brother was named Kevin. My friend was named Jonas. My enemy was named Curtis.” “All of them are dead now, and they ain’t coming back. I, Ted, will avenge Jonas, and Kevin and I will give more reason to keep Curtis in hell.” “I have something to admit, my friends. I am not from Alberta. I am from Alabama, USA. I esc...
Submitted to Contest #143
(Note: This is a prequel to the book I made named, Passing By. I recommend reading Passing By before this, or certain parts won't make sense. It’s the story of Jonas, who we didn’t see enough of. It will show his backstory and what truly happened to him. The story starts when Jonas is 13, in Alabama, 1874. Enjoy the story.) September 14th, 1874. I wandered through the littered grass of the hill. It looked as gray as a wolf. I remember when it was green. Only green. The color truly bothered me as it gave another attitude. I sa...
Submitted to Contest #142
(Authors note: Remember, Nazis were terrible people. Sadly, there probably weren't any Nazis back then like Johann. Enjoy.) I am an old man, and I sat in my rocking chair as I cleaned the lenses of my glasses. My grandson sat on the rug. "Grandpa Gregor, tell me a story. One with a villain. One with an army. One with a happy ending!" My grandson said. I stopped cleaning my lenses and smiled. "I will tell you a story, and in fact, it's true. There is a villain, several armies. But it depends on the person if you're asking for a happy ...
Submitted to Contest #141
(Note: I am African American. Certain words get said in this story but do not repeat. There is language, death, and violence. There is physical violence, and never call someone Colored or Negro. Enjoy the story!) You are about to read the story of my life, and it is not my favorite story to tell. It took place in 1890. It has a start and a finish, neither of which is happy. I feel angst, wondering if it could have taken a safer turn as I mean this. My name is Ted, and my brother is named Kevin. We are African Americans, and everyone thou...
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