Nina Wishnat

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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4 Stories

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“The Shore” by Nina Wishnat

Submitted to Contest #78

"How do I know which one to pick?" she asked, stooping down to inspect the shore line."You pick the rock you're curious about" Said the boy. "Like this rosy one here. Don't you wonder what's inside?""I guess so. Okay, how about this one?" She held a smooth yellow stone between her thumb and forefinger.""Good choice. Now put it here" he said, placing the specimen on a large grey slab of rock. "And hold this," he instructed, placing a big jagged rock in her hands. "Now break it."She hesitated. Then she brought the rock crashing down. There was...

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“Ouija” by Nina Wishnat

Submitted to Contest #76

"I should have asked my mom before coming over.""Well, the phone's in the kitchen. You can call her if you're worried.""Nah she might get mad. I'll just make sure I get home before she gets home I guess. Where's your board?""Upstairs.""Why's it so cold in here?""It's an old house.""I'm glad I don't live in an old house. Sarah's got an old house too and it never gets warm. But I guess it's better to play Ouija in an old house than a new one. This is your room?""Yeah.""Don't you ever clean it?""Not really.""Doesn't your mom get mad?""Do you ev...

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“Want Ads” by Nina Wishnat

Submitted to Contest #30

Mia’s room was pretty much bare. She lay on a mattress on the floor, flanked by a few cans of Arizona iced tea. And she waited. It was what felt like the hottest summer in New York, although it feels like that every summer in New York. She was about to muster up the energy to get up and fill a tin can with water when the phone rang. An unknown number with a 2-1-2 area code. Mia answered the call. Immediately an automated message played. “How would you like to earn one hundred dollars a night? With Bay and Temple’s Cleaning Service, you ...

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“Parrot ” by Nina Wishnat

Submitted to Contest #28

When I was in college I didn’t have a very high opinion of myself. I had created a profile on a dating site, and while all of the pictures I uploaded were of me, none of them looked like me.After flirting for a while online with a guy named Terrance, we decided to meet. There weren’t too many options around my school, but we settled on a Burger King.When I waited for him there I remember feeling self conscious about my jacket. I had gotten it at a Goodwill. Was I worried about the color or that I hadn’t washed it? I don’t know. Terrance walk...

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