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Samuel Jackson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2024

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Me, Myself, and Mexico

Submitted to Contest #247

The wings of the plane obscured the view of the mountains below, only feint blotches of white peeking through the corner of the window. The seat beside me was empty, providing a comfort that most of the passengers onboard wished they'd had, though, it also served as a reminder that I was on my own… yet again. Here I was, flying into a place which nearly chewed me up the first time, and which offered no amnesty or sign that it would be any less relenting the second time around. There was a lady across the aisle, her faded brunette hair crease...

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Frank, And the Big Day

Submitted to Contest #245

*Warning: The following story contains profane language. An aging man wedges his way through the dense crowd of spectators. His eyes demean the sea of skinny jeans and global warming tee’s that fill the streets, interspersed among a smattering of business suits and casual wear from those who didn’t have to work today. It appears as if the entire city has come out of its hole to watch this event. Businesses have closed, schools have emptied, even Wall Street has been temporarily abandoned. Every news crew and amateur journalist scrambles to...

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The Only Three I'll Ever Need

Submitted to Contest #244

*Warning: contains sexual abuse, vulgar language, and minor self-harm. An open bottle falls from the coffee table, painting the cracks of the floorboards with the splatter of flat beer. The smell of molding trash and burnt wood hang in the stale air, while the embers in the fireplace fight to release themselves from shattered glass and last night’s Chinese. The ceiling fan is stuck, allowing the humidity to tease the brick walls that line the room. A single streak of light creeps in through drawn curtains, creasing the leg of a living corps...

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We Interrupt Your Regularly Scheduled History…

Submitted to Contest #243

October 30th, 1938… It was supposed to be a harmless radio broadcast, or so they say. None of us really knew at the time. The blackout came without warning, cutting off the radio’s descriptions of an extraterrestrial ship which had just landed in Grovers Mill, New Jersey. As far as we could put together, aliens had just come down from space, and shortly after, we’d lost all power. The assumptions were widespread, resulting in a mass panic that had struck the city of Mobile, Alabama within minutes. A once beautiful city, now suffering the sam...

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A Turn of the Tide

Submitted to Contest #241

A Turn of the Tide Tiberius Jackson Caution: This story contains graphic content and discusses a sensitive social issue. While this story involves two minority groups, I assure you that has been written with the upmost respect towards both parties, and serves as a lesson, not for the parties involved, but hopefully, for all mankind. For the first time in nearly six years, after having beaten the white man at his own political game – through death, uprisings, complex legislature, and historical pillaging, it seems that only now, in these mo...

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