Rachael Richey

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

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“Keeping A Promise” by Rachael Richey

Submitted to Contest #35

The early morning sun sneaked through the curtains of my bedroom casting a long beam of light across the bed. I rolled onto my back and reached over to the bedside table, right hand groping for my phone. The screen cheerily displayed the fact that it was 7.30 am. And as I already knew, the first day of Spring. It had come. The day I had been waiting for The day I had been planning for for months. I swung my legs out of bed and sat up, my gaze drawn to the window. The rose patterned curtains were drawn across with jus...

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“Are You There?” by Rachael Richey

Submitted to Contest #34

7.10 am       Sarah:  Are you there?7.15 am      Sarah: Are you still asleep? 7.20 am      Sarah: Wake up!!7.22 am      Sarah: For fuck’s sake I can’t wait any longer. I have to tell someone. ARE YOU AWAKE???7.23 am      Sarah: Right I don’t care if you’re awake or not. This is huge. Fucking huge. No-one else can see your phone ri...

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“Not Too Far” by Rachael Richey

Submitted to Contest #31

It was too far. Much too far. Anna took a deep breath and leaned back against the cold, rough brick wall of the house. Surely it hadn’t always been that far? Closing her eyes she counted to ten, as slowly as she could manage. When she opened them it would have come closer. Cautiously she opened one eye. And then the other. No, it was still too far away.  She drew in a shaky breath and pushed herself upright. The plastic carrier bag clutched tightly in her left hand rustled as it brushed against the wal...

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“Just One Stop” by Rachael Richey

Submitted to Contest #27

The intense heat of the late afternoon sun beat down on Maisie’s face as she leaned back against the wall, the hot stones hard and rough through the thin cotton of her summer dress. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, savouring the warmth and soaking up the peace of the deserted station. Bees were buzzing lazily behind her in the briar hedge, and high above she could just make out the beautiful song of the skylark. She felt she was in a little bubble of her own. Far away and protected from the horrors of the rest of the w...

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