Someren Glen Retirement Community

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2022

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Kindness is Free” by Someren Glen Retirement Community

Submitted to Contest #193

She clutched the steering wheel, and her knuckles paled. She could feel her pulse in her temples, and she wasn't breathing, as indicated by the vein popping in her forehead as reflected by the rearview mirror. She tried, she really tried to contain the anger and frustration that she had always felt lately. She tried soothing music, audiobooks, and a car diffuser…but the road rage always seemed to seep back in. She glance...

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“A Ghost Story” by Someren Glen Retirement Community

Submitted to Contest #192

A GHOST STORYMy story starts several months ago. I was sitting in my front room working on my blog when I heard a snuffling and scratching at my front door. I couldn’t imagine what it could be. I went to the door and unwisely pulled it wide open and was immediately bowled over by the canine exuberance of a one hundred- and ten-pound St. Bernard. He promptly sat on my stomach, started panting, and gazed at me with loving honey-brown eyes. I reached up and looked at hi...

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“Flower Talk” by Someren Glen Retirement Community

Submitted to Contest #191

She wondered briefly if sending flowers that would be received with joy and anticipation of happy times ahead, when she neither felt nor intended any such thing, would damage her karma. She brushed the thought aside, as she did most ideas, she found distasteful. She yanked open the door to the flower shop and proceeded to put her plan into action, pushing her way to the counter despite the other customers in the shop. Af...

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“The Whistle of a Kettle” by Someren Glen Retirement Community

Submitted to Contest #160

The whistle of the kettle brought back a memory to me, and I was feeling sad but sentimental. I started thinking back ten years from today, January 2nd, the anniversary of a mine disaster in Sago, West Virginia. The mine whistle was very much a part of life there. It blasted from 6:00 am to 8:30 pm, sending the first shift into the mine and time to milk the cows for the farmers. Another blast got the children up and off ...

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Author bio

My name is Tracy Hlibichuk and this account is for the Someren Glen Creative Writing Crew. This is a group of older adults from the Someren Glen Retirement Community who love to write and tell stories. I am excited to share our scribbles with you!