Natasha Cook

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

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7 Stories

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“Emrys” by Natasha Cook

Submitted to Contest #44

I work at an inhuman daycare. None of the kids here are fully human or even partly human for some. Originally the daycare was just for child demons until they matured into their powers. Then the only worker there decided that there are other beings who have kids they can’t always keep an eye on so why not add them? So we have demons, werewolves, sprites, satyrs, faeries, dryads, hybrids, and so many more here at The Witch’s Daycare. It’s called The Witch’s Daycare because the person who started it all is a witch. She started it several d...

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“The Death of Cornelius Goldwin” by Natasha Cook

Submitted to Contest #42

Cornelius Goldwin was dead. He was proclaimed dead a week after he disappeared. His body was never found. Why was he declared dead? It was simple, the amount of his blood that was discovered. Where was the blood found? Why in the woodshed of course, right next to the old rusted axe with a broken handle. Now, naturally, it wasn’t his woodshed the blood was found in. It was Harry Alderman’s woodshed.          Harry Alderman was once a good friend of Cornelius. Though to the rest ...

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“To live Again” by Natasha Cook

Submitted to Contest #41

Our meeting was fleeting. I knew him naught for more than a few minutes. Yet somehow he had impacted my life with all the likeness of a tsunami crashing upon the land. Ever since the accident that stole from me my leg and most of my hearing, I felt as if I was drowning in a bottomless void of misery. No longer could I walk or run or stand. I couldn’t hear most of what people said without them speaking loudly and looking at me as they spoke.          I felt broken and lost. What was I su...

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“Little Star” by Natasha Cook

Submitted to Contest #39

The ground against my back is cold and soft, covered in a blanket of grass. Looking up I can see the stars shining bright and clear. How I pity the people in the city, never being able to see the stars beyond the bright and flashing neon lights. I close my eyes and breathe in the smell of night and grass, struggling to breath deep. A cough sputters weakly out of my mouth, my lungs and abdomen burning at the action.          The stars have always been my companions. For years they were t...

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“Smoke and Mirrors ” by Natasha Cook

Submitted to Contest #38

          I live at the edge of town in a quaint little house that is probably bigger than a single person would ever need. I hardly ever leave the house, I never need to. All my work can be done on my laptop from my couch and I can order whatever else I need to from online be it food, clothes, or anything really. So maybe I’m a bit reclusive but who is there to judge me for it? Well, maybe my ferret Merlin… and the little dead girl Cathy.        &...

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“The Camping Trip” by Natasha Cook

Submitted to Contest #37

It was meant to be a simple camping trip. She wasn’t always included in things but this time was different. A group of people she had a vague acquaintance with invited her to the woods with them. At first she was skeptical, she knew not many liked her because she not only looked different, but acted strangely as well. In the end she agreed to go, hoping this time she could finally make some real friends.         There had been instances before where people would trick her so she tended ...

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“Dear Diary,” by Natasha Cook

Submitted to Contest #36

December 16, 2010Dear diary,          Today we practised for the Crismiss program! We sing lots of Crismiss songs in music class and drew lots and lots of Crismiss cards! I can’t wait until Crismiss! It’s also my sissy’s birthday! She’s turning 18! I can’t wait for her to open her p...

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