Nat Fendie

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2022

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4 Stories

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“Diary Entry 1014” by Nat Fendie

Submitted to Contest #272

Life right now is multitudinous. I've gotten everything I wanted as a child. An apartment with a beautiful view, financial liberty... and someone who loves me. Really loves me. The kind of love I always wanted. Unconditionally given. Always there. Maybe that's why I'm so adamant about pushing it away because deep down, I know I don't deserve it. What is about your childhood that never leaves you? The dilapidated memories that bundle up in your conscience like a homeless person on a cold, winter's day hurling insults and ...

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“Bloodsport” by Nat Fendie

Submitted to Contest #256

“Are you ready?” She asks.“Let’s go,” JJ says as he looks up at the camera with what he thinks are his tough-guy eyes. He doesn’t have to try and remember the lines from his favorite action film, he knows them by heart.“You know what happens when you corner a wildcat?” He asks, walking towards the camera and cocking his head sideways, just like in the movie.“It strikes back!” He steps sideways on the wall, twisting his body forward, extending his leg and bracing for the ultimate wall kick, only to feel gravity work overtime and pull him to t...

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“Love in the Time of Asteroids” by Nat Fendie

Submitted to Contest #232

“Surprise!” She whispers coyly like Marilyn Monroe on stage for Mr. President. Alex was, in fact, surprised that she remembered his birthday. They had only been going out for two months, he felt touched.Ava had gotten a birthday reminder notification on Facebook the day before. She moves aside with a graceful sweep to reveal his present.He gasps like a child discovering his first bicycle. It’s not a bicycle, though, it’s a telescope. A Bresser Space Explorer, to be exact. He’s speechless. “How did you..” “Get it here?” Ava finishes the ...

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“Myth and Miasma” by Nat Fendie

Submitted to Contest #223

Lost, his eyes try to pierce through the fog. The unearthly, all-enveloping mist that had settled around him and brought with it a bone-chilling cold. The kind of cold that penetrates the holes of your skin and seeps into your core. The air is thick, pale, and opaque, and his breath comes out in smoke, weaving with the vapour around, making him question if it is inside him. The calming susurration of the wind in leaves is gone, and the sun is hidden behind clouds that undulate endlessly in the sky. With only greys and whites around h...

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