Samadhee Ismail

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2019

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“Truth or...dare” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #42

Outside, the wind is howling, the blizzard seems to be getting worse minute by minute. But the small motel that is located in the middle of nowhere is brightly lit. In the lobby, there were five people, who are all stranded inside this motel because of this blizzard.Kate Jenkins is one of them. She looks around, taking in the detail of the surrounding. The painting in the walls are peeling off and there were cracks on the wall. The lobby is only sparsely furnished, with two faded green colored sofas, torn on the side. A damp carpet is in the...

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“Hope, the dog” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #41

I stare myself in the mirror. My hair is in tangles, I can't remember the last time I had a bath. My cheeks have become hollow, my eyes are bloodshot. I look like a maniac. I scream at the mirror. Scream at top of my lungs. I scream until my voice becomes hoarse and then I start sobbing uncontrollably as I fall on the floor of the bathroom. I leaned on the wall, wiping away the tears. Depression is a mood disorder that involves a persistent feeling of sadness and loss of interest. It is different from the mood fluctuations that people regula...

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“Chopin's Nocturne” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #38

Have you ever regretted something--like for example, you wished you had done that before and you deeply regret about that? Well, I do. I do regret about something. And that something is, I wished I had learned to play the piano while my grandmother was still alive. It was one of those moments where I regret the most.***1939, Warsaw, PolandPapa is reading newspaper in the living room while Mama is playing the piano. She is playing one of Chopin's nocturnes on the piano. Mama looks lost in the music, her fingers delicately moving on the white ...

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“Lost In The Woods” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #37

The bar is overcrowded and filled with sound of rock music along with the clicking of glasses and the raucous laughter that filled the bar. A group of young girls were dancing in the middle of bar, laughing and giggling, enjoying their Friday night. "Come on, let's show them some moves!" one of the girls yelled, her cheeks rosy, half drunk.At the corner of the bar, a young man is watching the set of girls, dancing in the middle of the bar. In fact, nearly every one in the bar had their eyes on the group of girls who seemed to have taken over...

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“Confessions of a Murder” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #37

Hey you, I am going to tell you a deep secret. A deep secret that I have been hiding for so long. Now, is the time to tell you this long kept secret of mine.Do you remember Esha? Of course you do. After all, Esha is your older sister. Do you remember the day Esha mysteriously disappeared into thin air the night of our school spring dance? Esha never disappeared. I killed Esha that night.***You were just a freshman in high school. And Esha was a senior, like me. You would never have thought in your dreams that you will marry the most popular...

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“Grandmother's Story” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #35

I sit in front of the laptop, staring at the screen in front of me. I have put some music on, listening to Chopin. My grandmother loved Chopin and she used to play some Chopin's pieces on the piano. I wished I had learned some of the Chopin's pieces. My favorite one was Etude Op 25, No. 1 in A flat major. My grandmother, used to play this etude all the time.I look at the tattered book that is lying on the table. The book, a diary belonged to my grandmother. After my grandmother died about a year ago, it was found in a sealed box in the attic...

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“Grandmother's Secret” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #34

It was raining heavily, the raindrops falling against the window, making a tapping noise. Outside, the sky has turned gray and looks like the blurred image of the backyard of the house. Sasha sits on the sofa, cross legged, her gaze on the large TV screen in front of her. She was watching Riverdale, the TV show on Netflix and after watching for about an hour, Sasha is now feeling bored. She turned off the TV and the room is filled with sudden silence, except for the noise of the raindrops tapping against the windows and rain falling heavily ...

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“Bored At Home” by Samadhee Ismail

Submitted to Contest #34

To:- gryffindorgal1990@hotmail.comFrom:- queenraina345@gmail.com Tues Mar 23 2020, 13:15What You Doing?Hey Rachel, I am so freaking bored. If only this virus hadn't come to the town, then we could have gone for shopping or watch a movie. I am so bored out of my mind. Mom is making me do nearly all the house chores and now I am even sick of doing laundry, sweeping the floors, dusting and blah blah blah. Oh, and now she is teaching me how to cook and bake. Today, I am going to bake a chocolate cake. Yeah, so I hope it will turn out all right a...

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