Scarlette Ash

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“The Space You Used To Occupy” by Scarlette Ash

Submitted to Contest #185

Unrelenting ticking dominates my otherwise quiet room—the damn pocket watch. The one from your damn grandpa. The one who cursed at you for being in love with another man. In love with me. The sound continues. Tick-tock. It won’t leave my awareness, and it summons your green eyes framed by golden curls in my mind. Your wicked smile. You were always scheming something extraordinary. I was thankful to be along...

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“Decisions” by Scarlette Ash

Submitted to Contest #84

"Have you ever thought about living forever?" “Not like this,” I whisper bitterly. “No, no, not like this, like in the story books.” Story books? What are we ten? Holding in a frustrated sigh, I wait for Remmy to begin his obnoxious dreaming out loud tangents. He’s always been a dreamer, but lately it’s been over the top, and non stop. It’s like he’s ten and believing these unrealis...

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“A view You'll never Forget” by Scarlette Ash

Submitted to Contest #83

The ocean breeze whips my unmanageable hair in various directions, blocking my view of the light blue sky in the horizon. Where we're going, will my hair suddenly be tame? Will I die of such changes? Running barefoot on my island and growing with the grass, the trees, the meadow, it's been my whole life. Why must I leave it? Marriage, honor, tradition, it is the way of our people. The...

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“Whatever It Takes” by Scarlette Ash

Submitted to Contest #70

My reflection in the window shakes me to my core, but I refuse to tear my eyes away. My once womanly shape is now shapeless, my clothes baggy. My dark eyes with heavily layered dark circles underneath, my filthy disheveled clothes, my trembling hand that reaches out to touch the glass. A startled woman inside the coffee shop jumps back and I quickly turn away and hustle down the sidewalk, ...

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“The Pods” by Scarlette Ash

Submitted to Contest #62

“Will!” The scream pulls me from my deep slumber. I sit up, and I’m breathing heavy. The big white room is empty. It’s just me and my metal framed bed again. Every time I’m getting near my time of stasis, her voice calls stronger in my mind. Who is she? I have yet to find the answer to that question. It would probably bother me more, if I remembered anything about myself. The Pod,...

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Newly published Indie author Stay at home mom, and living in a camper! 25•INFJ•IG: @scarletteashauthor