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Sharojo Halhalo

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

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Sharojo Halhalo

I looked into the hitchhiker's eyes, this would be one hell of a ride. Why do people kill? Well, that's a loaded question. Your average killer is either probably an inbred lunatic or a psychopath with mommy issues. I'm neither. My name is Jack, and this is why I kill. Let me take you back to the time I first time I felt ... homicidal. I was 4 years old and a spider crawled up my arm. Naturally, like most people, I hate spiders. So, I crushed its exoskeleton. That was the first time I purposely killed anything. I know, boring right? The t...

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The City of Angels

Sharojo Halhalo

Submitted to Contest #85

That's the thing about this city, nobody knows why they're here and nobody wants to get out. Some of us were born here, undeniably chained to this lifestyle no matter what. Some of us were lured here by our very own ego. Either way, we choose to stay here, to rot here. On the outside, to the people who existed before the creation of this city, they think we are all doomed to shit. It's true. We're all slowly decaying away here, but at least we feel like a million bucks doing it. This is the city of angels under the demon's influence. You onl...

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Escaping North Korea

Sharojo Halhalo

Submitted to Contest #80

The year was 2029, approximately 2 years before the event that would change millions of lives forever. A-Yeoung was just like any other 14 year old North Korean girl; trapped and unaware of the world around her. Obviously she was more than that, but to everyone else across the world, that was who she was; a young female brainwashed by dictatorship and social propaganda. She had one small and powerful fact about her that nobody knew. She could see through some of the propaganda and the lies. She knew that unlike how her te...

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Frosted Freedom

Sharojo Halhalo

Submitted to Contest #77

Plop! There went another pile of snow off my windshield. Yay. As a kid my parents loved to trick me into doing their manual labour, especially around the wintertime. I was naive so I did it. Sometimes I even had a little fun. I would explore the realm of my imagination while my fingers and toes slowly started to frost. When I found out they were using me, I was pretty furious. Now that I'm older I understand why they didn't want to do it themselves. In fact, it was kind of genius what they did, using their child like that. When I have childr...

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