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Olivia Ohman

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021

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He Carried Me

Have you truly looked at the path you have made?" he asks. I scoff. Have I looked? I have always been looking! Every few minutes, I have looked back to see where I have come from. At the endless expanse of dry sand and water. At the footprints that would eternally be a testament of the work that I had done. Every moment, I look back to see how much progress I have made. It has not been all that much! There is only one set of footsteps. MY set of footsteps! Back far, far away, you can see two, if you were to travel a few days back the way I c...

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Welp...

Okay... so..." We all look to Stanley as he begins to speak, expecting him to say something comforting and take control of the situation. He wasn't the most eligible person to lead the group, but it was something. We just needed someone who was willing to do it, and lead. I should have known that that wasn't what he was going to do. "Where are we?" he finishes. We all sit there in silence for a moment, wondering how exactly he thought that any of us would know the answer to that question. Brie was the one to speak up. "Hmm... well, we were k...

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Can't Be Her

They were talking about me again. I know they are. They always are. At least, they are whenever they are near me. They talk about my mental condition, which doesn't exist. They just don't know as much as I do. They don't know everything. I don't either, but on this subject, I am willing to bet everything. And maybe I am. I don't know. But I hope that is not the case. Because if it is... They are talking in hushed tones. I know that they are peeking at me out of the corners of their eyes. They're in the kitchen, and I am sitting at the desk i...

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Sorry

They all laughed as they sat around the vinyl table in the diner. They all thought that it was a joke. That the past was all rainbows and butterflies. They hadn't recognized me when they walked in. I hadn't meant to stay in the beginning, but then they had started reminiscing about the past. I had sat back down and listened, wondering if they saw things or remembered things the way that I had. But they didn't. "Ah, remember that time at the bonfire?" asked Guy 1. I couldn't remember their names. We didn't exactly run in the same circles at t...

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The Minotaur

Submitted to Contest #95

I planted my hands on my knees as I bent over and heaved for breath. Sweat dripped down my face and pooled in the hollow of my collar-bone or dripped off of my nose. I felt sick. Almost as if I needed to heave. I had been running down every corridor that I came upon ever since I had appeared in this place. Well, appeared is a strong word. More like stuffed into. The labyrinth was endless and seemed to go on forever. I am pretty sure that I ended up where I started more than once in the past five hours. Which, wasn't surprising. But I had to...

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