Olivia Gilbert

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2019

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“The Dreamer” by Olivia Gilbert

Submitted to Contest #32

I know what this is. This whole “life” thing. Great thinkers around the world have dedicated their lives to the question. What is the meaning of life? Or they ponder “why are we here?” Well, I will tell you why. I’ve recently been having those dreams again. The ones my mother would tell me to keep to myself. “People would think you were crazy!” She’d tell me, as if being crazy is some awful thing. If being crazy means knowing the truth to our existence then go ahead and call me crazy. I’m proud to be one of the few that have discovered...

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“An Island Affair” by Olivia Gilbert

Submitted to Contest #28

I should never have let even an ounce of me love you. I’ve always guarded my heart, protected it by choosing not to trust anyone, not to open up.Why was it so easy to let down my barriers for you? It must have been the island life. The carefreeness of everything. The “live in the moment and enjoy the present” attitude that I’d been rocking.It wasn’t a vacation. You were there studying medicine, and I was, well, living my life to the fullest, avoiding winter, and enjoying unemployment abroad for the time being. I had two months to soak up eve...

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“Under His Iron Boot” by Olivia Gilbert

Submitted to Contest #24

On a dry and hot day, one where dust clouded the streets and folks remained inside, two men stepped through a rusty gate. Miguel and Paulo, two immigrants seeking prosperity, looked upon the sign that read “The Town of Sand Springs.” “The name suits it, eh?” said Paulo to his partner. “Sure does…” he replied with a nod. They headed through the quiet town, more resembling a ghost town. Crickets chirped, and whinnies sounded from horses in their stables, but otherwise their footsteps were the only sound that could be heard. As the they trod o...

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“Acquired Skills” by Olivia Gilbert

Submitted to Contest #18

They call me the Snake. My slim figure and height contribute to this nickname, but it mostly stems from my ability to slip through crowds and claim their belongings as my own, without an ounce of guilt. I’ve never been caught, and I don’t plan to start now. I finagle my way through the horde of rampant shoppers on the busiest day of the year for retailers across the country. Black Friday creates a chaos like none other. The day after a holiday dedicated to being grateful for what we have, these materialistic buyers enter a craze of spending,...

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“Stirring the Pot” by Olivia Gilbert

Submitted to Contest #17

As the pot of water on the stove was boiling, so too were the feelings of disdain between two sisters, who stood at opposite ends of a kitchen counter. As they chopped vegetables for thanksgiving dinner, the sound of their knives coming down heavy on their cutting boards echoed throughout the house. How easily one could have lost a finger to their rage-filled chopping if both were not so well versed in that art. Victoria carelessly dropped beats into the bubbling water, resulting in a big splash that sent water spilling across the stov...

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“To Sell Her Soul” by Olivia Gilbert

Submitted to Contest #16

She spent the entirety of her year gazing at him from her little rocky cove. The handsome sailor used her waters to catch fish each day from sunrise to sundown. Unless the weather rendered it unsafe, he was there first thing in the morning on his dingy paint-chipped boat. She’d always considered herself to be as happy as any mermaid could be. Freely she swam in the azure waters of the sea, her home, her whole world. She soon found herself thinking that perhaps she could expand her horizons, now that she was beginning to feel something entire...

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Author bio

24 year old lover of reading and writing fiction. English major interested in writing novels, and short stories, as well as being a copy and line editor. Making it through all these things by the power of espresso.