Nicole Jerrell

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“This Beautiful City” by Nicole Jerrell

Today is an especially hot day, so I decide to sit down on a park bench that is shadowed by a large oak tree, its limbs reaching just far enough to protect the bench, without looking unkempt. I sit my backpack down on the ground, giving my spine a much-needed break, and the skin on my back begins to cool. As I lean back onto the cool metal to help the cooling process, I catch the reflection of the sun in my eye, blinding me temporarily. I look at the seven-story tall building and see all of the glistening windows, and shadows of students rus...

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“The Ultimate Goal ” by Nicole Jerrell

Submitted to Contest #103

“Let’s get our heads out of our behinds and into the game,” exclaimed Coach, which is accompanied by the sprinkling of his spit, which we have all gotten used to. I think Coach is going over the game plan, but I can barely focus. Even if I wanted to focus I can’t even hear him, and I think everyone else is just nodding along, pretending like they understand. I decide to lay down and do some “stretches,” which is my way of zoning out without getting noticed. As my head reaches the ground, the stadium light begins to get brighter, like a tra...

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“Disrupted Routine ” by Nicole Jerrell

Submitted to Contest #103

My alarm goes off. I wake up at 6:30 a.m. sharp. Not a minute earlier, not a minute later. I roll out of bed and proceed to go to the bathroom. Afterward, I put my two pieces of toast in the toaster. Set the timer for 2 minutes and 14 seconds exactly. Once the timer goes off, wait another 15 seconds for it to cool off. I retrieve the toast and place two spoonfuls of jelly on each piece. I go on to do my 15-minute yoga routine and finish getting ready for the day. It is time for my bi-monthly Saturday morning cleaning. I keep my place fairly ...

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“A new path” by Nicole Jerrell

Submitted to Contest #100

Per tradition, the two friends met for their yearly picnic. A tradition that started in the summer of eighth grade, right before high school. It was an idea brought up by my mom, who was excited about all of the clubs I was joining and wanted me to share my plans with Maria, my best friend since the second grade. “Ugh, can’t you find anywhere with air conditioning to eat?” I complain. “I could but the outdoors is just so lovely, you are just dramatic,” says Maria. It is a cool 89 degrees outside, with 70 percent humidity, as it is the mosqui...

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