Samantha McWilliams

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2022

Stories (8)

8 Stories

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“The Girl That Saved The World For Us ” by Samantha McWilliams

Submitted to Contest #218

I wake to the scent of fried rice, the accompanied sizzle intermingling with a cacophony of voices from the radio in our living room. It's a Monday, I hear them say. Maybe the last one. "You’ve got to be freakin’ joking." Melanie's voice bounces off the walls of our four-story apartment as if to remind us just how little space we have. I pull the pillow further down over either side of my head, forcing the pain ...

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“The Summer I Grew Up” by Samantha McWilliams

Submitted to Contest #214

It was the year I turned fourteen that Sarah had invited her new boyfriend, Gerald, along to our family vacation. The pitter-patter of rain against the windows of our shore house punctuated each word as I complained to Mother in her private bathroom. A painted sign of a sea turtle in the ocean hung behind the toilet. Let the sea set you free. "I mean, come on. Gerald? What kind of name is that?" Mother only laughed causing indignation to bubble around my edges. My own sister! And here I was thinki...

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“The Artificial Alliance ” by Samantha McWilliams

Submitted to Contest #192

*Warning: Profanity* Joz did her best not to let the disdain for the bustling antique roadshow leak out of the corner of her eyes. Here, in a rough n’ tumble place such as this, weakness would only get her into trouble. The massive dome structure was a buzz with the gravitational pull of hovering tables and billowing flags. She held her head high, familiar with the thrum of caustic calls bouncing off th...

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“Carl's Catwalk” by Samantha McWilliams

Submitted to Contest #187

The crackling sensation of Jack’s hangover radiated through his body as he opened his eyes to a clear blue sky encircled by the pointed tops of corn stalks. The cold Earth had seeped into his joints, causing a groan to lift from his chapped lips. He rolled to his side but the motion had him yacking into the pile of burnt ash next to him. He used his callous denim sleeve to wipe his mouth as he tried to catch his breath. A brush of fur rushed against Jack’s ankles and he turned to look around the open space they had carved into ...

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“Hoarder of Hridaya” by Samantha McWilliams

Submitted to Contest #185

The effervescent spray of ocean sifted through the last rays of sunlight as Cintra lowered herself deeper into the Volcano of Moor. The faint zipping of the threaded rope she had spent months developing for this task echoed against the hollowed mountaintop. The darkness swallowed her as if thick wool were thrown over the sun, leaving nothing but the glowing crystals attached to her pack. She had collected them just this morning from the Field of Light.Her daughter Kali had followed just behind her, the obsidian curtain of her hair...

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“Last Moments of Freedom” by Samantha McWilliams

Submitted to Contest #181

It had taken us nearly three days to get to the cabin on foot with no vehicle or cell phones. I had been taking a piss, leaning one hand against a tree, steam rising from the place in the snow where the hot liquid splashed. I didn't look down at the dried blood covering my jeans.  “Jimmy!”  The sound of Keisha’s shouts was enough to get me scrambling as I pulled my pants around my hips and stumb...

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“Books of Betrayal” by Samantha McWilliams

Submitted to Contest #176

Penelope’s boots thumped against the pavement as she swung her legs from the limo. She bent over briefly to brush the snow from the suede of her shoes, her other hand pressing her phone tightly against her ear. The driver held the door open for her as she pushed out into the whipping winter winds. The snow that had fallen just yesterday was being pulled from its place on the ground into tiny swirling squalls. She tugged the long winter coat tighter around her middle and pushed the phone closer to her ear. “Look, you said you would...

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“Kept On Digging” by Samantha McWilliams

Submitted to Contest #167

It’s often easy to tell the difference between an accidental crash and the shattering that occurs with the force of anger behind it. Looking up from my yard, with the sound still reverberating in my mind, my innate curiosity overcame me. Just across the way there, the mobile home tucked haphazardly amongst the rest — a stillness had fallen over the place that seemed quite different from the others, from mine. A slick fe...

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Author bio

It took me over 20 years to realize that writing was my actual passion, so here's to starting over with new goals!