Pita Pear

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Intruder of my Reflection” by Pita Pear

Submitted to Contest #101

All she could do was stare into that mirror. That damn mirror.It haunted her, she didn’t even want it and yet she was stuck with it. Everytime she tried to get rid of it, it showed up once again. Breaking it was a waste, it might as well have been made of diamonds because it would not break no matter how hard she tried.She couldn’t even remember where she had bought it. In fact she was sure that she never did, but it just appeared. It was ugly anyways, something she would not waste her money on. It was a normal sized mirror, hung on the wall...

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“Good Luck” by Pita Pear

Submitted to Contest #101

Lia took pride in her academic achievements. She worked to be the best, winning science competitions, ranking in the top 5% of her class, and now it all came down to this. What college would she choose? She applied for almost all of them, some schools offering her scholarships others could only dream of. “Congratulations!” Everyone cheered as she smiled out to the crowd of family and friends who showed up for her. The walls were decorated with graduation caps, rolled up diplomas, and streamers to cover the doorways. Everyta...

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“Breath In and Out” by Pita Pear

Submitted to Contest #100

Deep breath in. Slowly out. She couldn’t stop repeating those words to herself in her head, trying her best to stay calm. How could she though? He had texted her that he would be running late and all her mind could do is race on with a list of possibilities. It was like a nightmare, and she had the choice to follow through or just leave and forget anything ever happened. “Sorry I'm late baby.” Too late. “The presentation was running late and I had to stay to put on a good look for the company.” He kissed her on the forehead and all she...

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“Her Last Family Dinner” by Pita Pear

Submitted to Contest #100

“I am not going, Liana. You can’t make me.” The words were barely audible through the shower running in the background. “I’m sure they don’t want to go either, but they said they would. Besides, this isn’t for them and this isn’t for us, Rebecca. This is for your sister.`` A girl came out from the closet holding two dresses in her hands. Holding one dress up as if it was on she posed in the mirror, giving each outfit a try. The shower shut off and the bathroom door opened more than it already was, another girl coming out with a towel...

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