Nicole Evert

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2022

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Life is a Lesson” by Nicole Evert

Submitted to Contest #150

“Please, don’t do it! I can fix it – we can work through this!” She was in a state, failing to hold back tears that slowly poured down her face, her mouth folded downwards, openly spilling out words of sorrow and forgiveness – a little spit dripping out as well. She held her hands out, reaching, but couldn’t grasp him, his foot on her chest, keeping her fixed in that position. All she wanted was to get to him, she didn’t understand where this had even come from, things had been getting increasingly worse the last couple of months. Now; he s...

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“Tipping Point” by Nicole Evert

Submitted to Contest #149

The light gave off a mind-numbing buzz, flickering and faltering as I walked through the halls wearily. The last thing I heard before the shaking was banging from inside the walls, like someone was trapped between, trying to escape. Now, there was just silence.What happened?The last thing I remember happening was I had just drew myself a bath, when I started hearing this thumping from in the walls. It started softer, but grew louder and with aggression, accentuated with short grunts and indecipherable yells, followed by the television beginn...

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“Unlikely” by Nicole Evert

Submitted to Contest #149

Sarah and Tamara were a strange pair; no one knew how they got along, nor how they decided what to do together. They were living on two completely different wavelenths - they were like day and night. Sarah was nothing short of bubbly, enthusiastic, loud, and - well – rosey. Her wardrobe was to the taste of that compared to a five year old girl: pastel, cute and mostly pink. She referred to it as ‘kawaii’ or ‘e-girl’ style. Her appearance made to look purposefully innocent and soft, younger even, with blushing cheeks and doe-eyes sparkling. S...

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“To the Girl I Used to be” by Nicole Evert

I sometimes wonder how you managed to exist, if I look at myself now and at you and how you used to be… we are so different. You were so vibrant, so full of life. My favourite part about you: you saw the beauty in everything, even people. I don’t know how to do that anymore. I can’t even let a joke slide without thinking of a darker meaning. I miss looking at the world as a false utopia, feeling free and happy in mind to just ‘be’. How were you so ignorant to it all? I don’t know why I’m asking. I already know the answer. You don’t yet, that...

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Author bio

I'm an amateur writer, it's something I enjoy and not to be cheesy but generally do it from the heart, trying to relate in one aspect or another to one or more of the characters in my stories. I mostly did poems and prose until this point, and though I had done short stories before, I thought I'd give it a try again, but I am still a bit rusty. I hope you enjoy my writings and feel free to leave feedback!