Rebecca Cole

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

Stories (5)

5 Stories

189 karma pts

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“Refraction” by Rebecca Cole

Submitted to Contest #292

It is boiling in this room. Yet the elderly that occupy the cozy armchairs still complain about the cold. They sit here all day, like sailors who have forgotten the sea. They’ve inhabited this room for so long that their bones almost curl around the chairs. “How is she today?” A tired man asks, you can tell he doesn't belong here, he still has life left in his eyes. The first thing people notice about him is his eyes, so vibrantly green that it's hard to look away. “Visiting hours are almost over.” A bored nurse repeats, “You can come back...

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“Bringer of Light” by Rebecca Cole

Submitted to Contest #128

“Tell me the story again Mama.” The woman smiles with a face who has seen the world burn and rise out of the ashes. “Again child?” Her voice soft, full of love and honey. “Please?” A small boy whispers. “As you wish.” She puts her cup of tea down onto a table, and snuggles next to the young boy. They sit in a nest of blankets and love. Holding each other like they are all that is left in the world. “Close your eyes. Imagine a world in which the streets are full, bustling with people, alive with conversations. As you walk down t...

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“The Yellow Tinted Hue of Youth” by Rebecca Cole

Submitted to Contest #84

Wake up. Get out of bed.Get dressed.Go to the job you hate.Work.Come home.Eat.Sleep.Wake up.This is all Steve does nowadays, gone are the times of spontaneity and fun, his world is devoid of colour. Each day passes, a grey blur of routine nothing.“I hate this.” Steve sighs as he sits down in his tiny cubicle. He is one of the many inmates at James and Sons’ Accounting, the place where dreams go to die. He can't even remember what day it is, but then again, he doesn't really care.“Morning sunshine. ” Dave pats Steve on the back, the...

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“The Robot and the Inevitable” by Rebecca Cole

Submitted to Contest #82

We like to imagine that the future will be better, a manifestation of all that our current life lacks. Maybe it is idealistic to imagine that it will get better, it depends who you ask. The people living in the Slums have long since squashed the hope that it will change for the best, decades of being oppressed tends to do that to peoples spirits. In a shabby room accustomed to silence, a voice coming from a small television ripples through the air, causing a disturbance of the layers of dust accumulated on every available surface. S...

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“One Last Dance” by Rebecca Cole

Submitted to Contest #80

If it was the end of the world, what would you do?For the citizens of Sector 20 of the Galaxy MW.43, this is not a hypothetical question. They have exactly 3 hours before everything they have ever known is gone. This once beautiful planet, reduced to floating debris, in some forgotten corner of the universe. Maybe the ashes of this dilapidated planet will one day become part of the stars again, or maybe they won’t, maybe this is truly the end of the story for the human race.While the rest of the planet is a frenzied mess, seeking their loved...

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Author bio

Hello, I'm Rebecca but family and friends call me Bec, Becca or Bex. I am currently in university double majoring in English and Global Literature and Creative Writing Shortlisted Stories: Contest #80 - One Last Dance