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Roxanne J. Black

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2022

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(Almost) Sweet Memories.

Roxanne J. Black

Submitted to Contest #218

The kitchen was barely lit. The sun started peaking over the trees in my backyard and the first brave rays of sun broke through the curtains, bathing the furniture in warm gold. My eyes were fixed on the numbers slowly descending on the display of my phone, glowing in thin, red numbers: 10 minutes and 22 seconds. The scent of the sweet, fruity aroma floated gently in the air, turning the unforgiving bite of December into a mixture of sugary warmth and coziness. I wrapped the blanket tightly around my shoulders and sighed. The numbers befo...

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The Darkness Within

Roxanne J. Black

Submitted to Contest #215

And the morning came. The sun peeked over the ancient roofs of Northon House, glowing with pallid shyness as it rose lazily over the first day after the full moon. The sun rose dragging away the shadows of that horrifying night, and although we all knew that the nightmares would never really leave.As the morning came, I squeezed Amy’s hand in mine. I could still hear the screams, ringing like the echo of thunder in my ears and when I briefly closed my eyes—hoping that sleep would chase the ghosts away—I still saw the terrifying yellow, wicke...

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Labyrinth

Roxanne J. Black

Submitted to Contest #178

The holidays.The time of crowded streets, Christmas music, hot drinks by the fire, and shops full of people. A period that always smelled of sweets and love, and traditions... but not for us—well, except for the traditions part. The Hamilton family was always considered different-the freaks living in the old house, the error in an otherwise perfect system of white houses and neatly manicured yards, the wrinkle on a perfectly ironed shir...

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The devil lived in the Ghostly Manor.

Roxanne J. Black

Submitted to Contest #169

Warnings: curse words, murder.On a Halloween night of 2022, at the Ghostly Manor, at 224B of Rounery street, the doorbell rang.In the weirdest hour of the night, Layla stared down at her little purple dress and grimaced.Growing up, Halloween had been her favourite holiday, but at twenty-three years of age, she should’ve been at one of those parties where everybody was blind drunk and half-nakedly groping each other, dancing out of rhythm to a remixed Beyonce song.But nope, there she was.Standing in front of the Ghostly Manor, trembling like ...

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The day I wished I'd died.

Roxanne J. Black

Submitted to Contest #161

The past. Everybody has a past. Sometimes the past is a mystery as much as the present—and just as scary and disturbing as the future. In the brief and dangerous journey that humans call life, time is the never-ending, looming shadow, staring with its immortal eyes down at the earth. Time, cold and unforgiving, journals each heartbeat, each blink of an eye, each thought and touch, every time a newborn cries and every time a person draws the final breath. Some may have the fortune of looking back—when that fateful moment of peering in...

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