Sonia Ferrigno

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2022

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Bitter Sweet” by Sonia Ferrigno

Submitted to Contest #183

'Twenty pounds, fifty-five.' A please would be nice. Claire wanted to bore a hole through the young woman behind the checkout but was too busy rescuing some of the more vulnerable groceries, rolling haphazardly down the brake rollers and clogging up the packaging area. She hated it when the Aldi cashiers bullied her into speeding up her packaging; zipping the items past the scanner, leaving them to tumble to their fate, while sighing repeatedly at her slow reactions and stunted performance. Claire succeeded in cramming t...

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“The Niyati” by Sonia Ferrigno

Submitted to Contest #182

I hardly ever remember my dreams, but that morning was different. It stuck with me, tugging at my brain as I percolated the coffee, showered quickly, and slipped on my sensible slacks and blouse. Lying down on a rough surface, I had been looking up at a sky laden with menacing clouds while millions of feathers floated down, pirouetting above me, settling on my forehead, tickling my nose and mouth, and finally stifling my breathing, until I had awoken, gasping for breath. The vivid and heavenly experience had not been a bli...

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“Seven Years Bad Luck” by Sonia Ferrigno

Submitted to Contest #180

After the bang came the crash. Mark swivelled around, still busy tying a Van Wijk knot on his maroon Paisley tie to just the right size. It was all in the tie. Mark could tell if a man was worth his time by his tie. A guy with a Windsor knot deserved his respect. A bit old school, but a tough client and loaded. Shit. He had slammed the door to the dressing room, sending shards of glass all over the plush ivory carpet. I must stop working out so hard at the gym. He smiled at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. 'Mr Marc!' c...

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“A Race Against Midnight” by Sonia Ferrigno

Submitted to Contest #179

7:23 a.m. My loft is a mess— so is my life. Twelve hours before the first guests were due for the New Year’s party. I had yet to turn my loft into a decent living area, finish editing my article, and send it off to my agent, Abby. Abby; that was one unturned stone I had stepped over too many times. Why have I let myself be coaxed into this end-of-year party? It was hard enough to keep track of my own life. I had withdrawn into my delusive world since the beginning of the year after the breakup … if it could be defined as...

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“An Unexpected Christmas Turn” by Sonia Ferrigno

Submitted to Contest #178

I shot a glance across the open office. Mac and Donna were laughing as our boss made a fool of herself trying to act out some undecipherable charade from an enigmatic film. I was hopeless at remembering film titles. Our office Christmas party was in full swing. Pathetic. Throwing money away on useless gifts no one ever wanted in the first place. Wasting food on already over-nourished individuals, who should be going on a diet instead. Why couldn’t people be generous and cheerful the rest of the year, why did they have to wait fo...

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Author bio

Teacher, writer, and mum striving to write as often as possible. Writing has the same effect on me as chocolate has on most people. It makes me feel great! Creating words that inspire, uplift and motivate younger generations to come to terms with challenging relationships and galling situations is my main goal. I truly wish to accomplish this feat one day!