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Sherry Monfils

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

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Dilemmas, decisions and consequences

Submitted to Contest #95

I don't know about what others feel toward "christianty," but I find myself confused on so many occasions. Should I believe in God? Should I believe in the Devil? I've over heard so many conversations on this subject by, yes-listening to others' conversations-my bad, lol. I hear people saying, " oh but by the grace of God, go I," or " the Devil is in the details" the last 1, is that good or bad, I mean the Devil is supposed to be bad, evil incarnate right? Why don't they just say, the bitch of it all is in the details? Why give the Devil a...

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The many shades of darkness through the eyes of a city

Submitted to Contest #92

One very hot and humid city night, the streets are overflowing with children bicycling, screaming with glee and the teens with obscenity. The adults with no air conditioning nor fans are out. Sitting on homemade "patios" in chairs that have seen better nights. Sipping a cold brew or a rum mix or two. Two streets down, the action is heard, through blaring sirens and people running scared. Cops chasing, young men running, as if for their life. I would guess it's to avoid the capture and doing life itself. I'm sitting at my daughters kitchen ...

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Look through the window of the building; Then & now

Submitted to Contest #85

The year is 1953, please enter this building of many, at your own risk. This building is like so many. I wouldn't call it a "ghettto" or "living in the projects," but there are so many buildings, housing so many people, especially with a lot of children. Remember, there was no such things as birth control & so there are so many children running around, mabe even wreaking havoc. This is right after the 2nd world war. Imagine...dad is still at work at the old factory just a few miles away. He won't be home until at least 7 P.M., while t...

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My accomplishments of last years New Year resolutions. ( Or , why God laughs!)

Three years ago, our large family and a sprinkling of friendsall enjoyed the magical bringing in of the " New Year" in of allplaces New York. Yup, we all froze our butts off to watch a giantglittering ball drop as we counted down the seconds and watchedthe millions of others doing the same thing on a huge screen, where we also, gasp, got to listen to celebrities tell us their new year resolutions.It's three years later and I'm sitting at my little black half moon shaped desk, reading what I had resolved to do or not do last year.I had resolv...

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The Nor'easter storm that took a city hostage

Submitted to Contest #23

This is a very large, bustling city, usually. Right now? I can't hear much beyond my barelyopened window, ( which took 10 minutes to open,) The news last night said to expect quite a bit of snow.They said, " Possibly 8-10". Understatement of the year,in my opinion. That 's why I tried & eventually was able toget the window open. Of course, once I did, blustery, freezingsnow blew right into my face.My eight year old son " Little man," comes rushing out of hisroom, P.J.'s still on & holding his big tabby cat. "Hey momdid you see how m...

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Bella's enchanted first Winter

I can't believe it as I run to the window in myunicorn, ( I call them sexy ponies,) slippers.My mom and dad told me about this magical whitepowder that angels sprinkle down on usto make us happy. I really didn't believe it at firstbecause I AM 10 years old and if I told people back at my other home, ( in Puerto Rico,) they would say I was too funny and maybe a little crazy.But since we moved into this city where it is mostly cold I never had seen the white magical angel powder yet. So when I ran to the window because of all this bright ligh...

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The sounds of Winter

See therelook through the icy, frosted cabin windowsSee the nameless branchessnapunder its' load, of heavy, icycoldunder its' oldWinds whisper insidein the cabins earfull of liesfull of fearsIt's the sounds of Winter.The cabins hearthcrackling the logs spitting outwarmthAs I sit by the ice glazed windowwrapped in the knowledge of being insidecan cause the soul to wanderPetalsof fat snowdrop downsplash uponand then dieTo the sounds of WinterSleeklythe snow findsits' burrows toa home for another timeTo sing the sounds of WinterThe stew is slig...

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Author bio

I just want people to please excuse my sometimes misspellings or grammar issues. I was diagnosed w/ AS, (ankylosing Spondilitis,) which has affected my eyes. I now have uveitis, which has caused my left eye to be almost 100% blind. It's as if looking through a spiderweb, through cotton balls.
This has all jusy happened in the last year & A HALF> It's an autoimmune disease that eventully will attack every organ. I'm on Humira, ( a biologic,) to help but it only seems to bring down the inflammation in my hands a little and nowhere else does it help...yet!

In the meantime, I plan on continuing w/ the writing, but again, pleae just try to overlook these mistakes, but I have no problem if you bring my attention to them. It helps me to be more aware of the fact I need to edit or re-read before submitting, lol. Thank you!