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PearlyBelle Thompson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

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Confrontation

PearlyBelle Thompson

Submitted to Contest #48

I glanced across the hospital bed to find an odd face staring at me. An old face. A too familiar face. “Time.” “Hello, Death.” We glared at each other, sizing each other up. It was the first time we were together in months- since our last um, conflict. “You’re looking well.” “You’re looking ghastly. What have you been doing lately?” “Oh nothing much. I’ve been helping people out of this world, into the next, etc. You?” “I’ve been traveling, going global actually. Attempting to keep you within your limits. I knew you’d turn up at her be...

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The Courageous Kitten Writing Circle

PearlyBelle Thompson

Submitted to Contest #46

“Hi everyone. Welcome back to every writer’s home, The Courageous Kitten Writing Circle. We’ll open with hellos, like usual.” Sage Brushstroke (her pen name) was the first to go in hellos. The premise was that everyone had to say hello in an odd way, to get the creative juices flowing before they did prompt-writing. Today however, the spirit was clearly lacking as each person’s hello was less creative than the last. “Greetings.” “Yo.” “Hi” “Hello,” “Hola” “Hey.” “Meow.” The last person, Arthur Pendragon (another pseudonym), said meow, as usu...

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A Matter of Life And Death

PearlyBelle Thompson

Submitted to Contest #44

The shadowed figure came over the hill and looked down upon the valley farm. It was so different from the city he had been in for the past few days- more green, more alive. The city had been terrible, and too busy for him. It was all work, work, work, and no beautiful views to savor as a reward. It had welcomed him into its squalor and horridness, invited him to wallow in the filth. Of all the places he had visited, the city had been the worst. The announcement that he could leave was sweet music to his ears.The crops grew on the south side,...

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