Nicole Escorial

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Space Underneath The Bed” by Nicole Escorial

Submitted to Contest #67

At nineteen, I unwillingly became a mother to a six-year-old boy. I hate kids; I’ve always hated them and their tantrums, their spoiled arses, the deafening squeals and shrieks—basically everything they are. People slap me with that “Hey, you were once a kid,” line, but I try to counterslap them with a “Yeah but I didn’t have to take care of me, did I?”. Now, I got stuck with this spoiled six-year-old boy who cries over things he either can’t control or can’t have. It’s always been a pain, looking after this boy, if only it wer...

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“December's Nights” by Nicole Escorial

Submitted to Contest #40

You were one pouring human cascade the night I first met you. I was 12, and you were 11. Out on your porch under the glow of the December waxing moon, you looked so fragile. I could hear your sobs from across the road. And I couldn't help myself that night; I stood up from our porch and went to yours.You didn't even look up at me when I approached. Your tears didn't mind me either. I mustered up the courage to ask you what was wrong, and you straight-up told me your iguana died. I told you I also had an iguana years ago, and you smiled. I wa...

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“About Today” by Nicole Escorial

Submitted to Contest #39

"Hey, mate! Fancy some cookies? I got extra," said the man in a loose, tan-coloured shirt and faded, equally loose pair of jeans to his workmate, as he extended his arm holding the lunchbox towards him.The other man stared at him for a beat, and started to walk away. Okay, the man thought, and withdrew his arm. He actually preferred to have his cookies only to himself. His wife bakes good.Two years in this work didn't make him good friends. Aside from the fact that they spend all day alone, driving, and only get to be together at meetin...

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“Seven Letters” by Nicole Escorial

Submitted to Contest #39

It's a cloudless night. One can say it's the perfect night for stargazing. With millions of beautiful, bright stars like diamonds scattered onto black cavas, with the cool illumination of the moon, and the warm summer night breeze, it's a perfect, perfect night sky. And oh, shooting stars! Should I make a wish?Hell no.Any well-educated, proper-headed person knows they're just meteors. You're basically wishing on a rock. Pathetic. These people could use some Science lessons.Realizing how much time I've wasted "stargazing", I quickly grab my c...

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Author bio

I badly want to be an actress. Hollywood. Or somewhere I'm going to be know worldwide. I want to portray the roles of the characters in a book. For me, that's the only way I get to live their life. Isn't it going to be fun? Being able to say, "Wow. I AM June Iparis. I AM Emma Carstairs." Damn this dream. Soon.