Sally Atl

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“When the cheering dies down” by Sally Atl

Submitted to Contest #201

Thousands of people are chanting his name, and their candles’ lights wave in the darkness of the stadium. The joy and excitement that lived in his dance and voice disappeared when he left the stage and hid behind the curtains. Sweat drips all over his body and he starts shivering from the cold. It takes twenty or so minutes before the voices die down. When he turns to see it again, the stadium looks empty. Someone covers his neck with a towel:-"You did well. Your car is waiting for you.”The driver, whom he called Tiger for h...

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“The fairytale book” by Sally Atl

Submitted to Contest #167

The pages from the book were pressing hard on me from above and made it difficult to breathe. I did not know how much time had passed. Perhaps a week since Dan picked the book up to read. Or a month. Or a whole year. When no one reads the story you are in for a long time, the sense of time disappears. Sometimes slow steps came from the room. Dan’s grandmother would enter the room to dust off the shelves or to watch the TV. She’d sit there quietly with the lowest volume set on the TV so that she could hear the rest of the family come home....

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“Mr. Hernandez's story” by Sally Atl

-I quit.It was the first time Mrs. Campbell and Jess, her good friend since college met after a long time. They were sitting in a Vietnamese restaurant downtown, the steam from the pho rose over the tables nearby.Jess laughed at first, as amused by a cute joke, but then made a concerned face as she realized her friend was being serious.-I'm resigning tomorrow. I'm gonna be an online tutor.-Like you did twelve years ago...So all these studies, licensure, and leadership certificates...All for nothing?<...

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“Talking to a statue” by Sally Atl

Submitted to Contest #144

Do you remember how we took this photo? It was Halloween 2016 and we were already seventeen. But we still went Trick-or-Treating. We shamelessly took Oliver's toy bucket with us and filled it to the top with candy. We were young, almost children. And our friendship, so pure and innocent, reminded me of those watermelon ice creams, which we often bought at the roadside shop. They don't make it anymore but the taste is not forgotten. The streetlights burned dimly in the darkness, and the conversation of children could be heard far off at th...

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