Shannon Odonnell

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Dear Diary” by Shannon Odonnell

Dear Diary Sheri wrote in her diary every night. Here we are again, haven't reached my goal yet but I'm working on it someday someday. If I save my money for it then art school is where I'll go. I have a sort of liking for old art. In my room I keep a picture of a dirt path with a beautiful garden to the sides of the path. When I can't sleep I close my eyes and walk the path until I drift off to slumber. Tonight I hope I meet Martin again, an whom shall he be tonight, Martin her make believe boyfriend who was always supportive of her. Here I...

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“Scared To The Bones” by Shannon Odonnell

Submitted to Contest #65

Tom and Mike were school buddies, the whole nine yards first grade until they graduated high school. So close When one sneezed the other blew his nose ,your typical vel and crow couple of guys. Tom had an idea for a weird Halloween. .They were out at coffee time checking out girls, waitresses mainly. Tom blew in Mikes' ear who was looking at a new girl who was in the restaurant, Mike tells Tom dude I'm not following you anywhere. No dude I was giving you a refill of air. This Halloween lets visit a graveyard. OK Tom says Mike you who are afr...

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“On a Midnight Clear” by Shannon Odonnell

It was December and The Mitchell family was almost out in the cold . Rent was do and tummies were empty, it was dinnertime . Chuck , Mr. Mitchell had to make an announcement to his family. His job was laying off workers and he may be one of them. Mrs. Mitchell told him not to worry that something good will happen instead just wait and see. Mr. Mitchell smiles and said yes Hellen to his wife. Morning drew near and Chuck was worried as he got ready for work. His hair line already reseeding and chuck only being 39 smiled in the mirror as he c...

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“The Lord is Pruning” by Shannon Odonnell

Submitted to Contest #63

As I stepped outside I could see the leaves on fire in colors. Red, orange, yellow and brown all twirling on the ground . I thought to myself Lord I feel laughter with you . The twirling leave that dance in a ballet of joy surly remind me of how you cheer me up in this season. A season of giving of joy from the heart. Gifts reflecting laughter to the receiver and most surly joy from the giver. I use to cry because I had no money, now I rejoice because you will guide my ways. An embrace with a kiss on the cheek and a pasta salad as a side dis...

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