Serena Green

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Numbers” by Serena Green

Submitted to Contest #81

Eloise stared at the green door in front of her, momentarily lost in her own thoughts. Moments later, she let out a long sigh, before she let herself in with her own key. It wasn’t that she minded spending time with her grandmas, they were two of her favorite people in the whole world, after all. What she minded was the fact that it was Valentine’s Day and it was the first time she didn’t spend it with her best friend. Her best friend tonight had a date. Which wasn’t really the problem, if she was being honest. The problem was that her...

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“We have been looking everywhere for you” by Serena Green

Submitted to Contest #79

There are some feelings, some deep personal feelings, that are unexplainable. The ones you can’t really share with anyone, even if you did want to; even if you did try to put them into words. The same ones that seem to always last longer than all the others. Alice was experiencing a fair dose of a mix of them at the same time. Sitting at the edge of the rooftop of a two story building, she felt anxious, sad, angry; but not quite. It was as if someone had had a recipe that required all of the above, but had somehow mixed up the doses. Not t...

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“Jack” by Serena Green

Submitted to Contest #78

He looked at everything in front of him on the cutting board: the herbs and garlic were minced, the veggie sliced, the lemon quartered. He raised an eyebrow, sure he was forgetting something. ‘Right,’ he said to himself, before turning around to grab one last thing from the fridge: a handful of cherry tomatoes. He rinsed them throughly before placing them on the cutting board. Then proceeded to place them one at a time on it in order to dice them. All of this done while he quietly hummed to himself. “Jesse?” he said, halfway through. He wa...

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“Ice cube” by Serena Green

Submitted to Contest #77

She could still hear them chanting, even almost twenty years after it had happened. ‘Ice cube, ice cube.’ It didn’t help that it had become her nickname for whenever the whole family reunited at the cabin. Which was where she was at that exact moment: staring out the its window, at the snow cumulated overnight. It was a day between Christmas and New Year, when you can’t quite remember the day of the week. As for tradition, the whole family had spent Christmas’ Eve and day at the cabin, before going back to the city. ‘The city is the most mag...

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Author bio

Just an amateur writer sharing a few stories.