Stacey Fultz

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“Secrets” by Stacey Fultz

Submitted to Contest #55

*While being a stand-alone story, this is the conclusion of Jacob’s story. It began in Sundays with Shirley and continued in Biggest Regret. *While intended to be the end, Abi’s story will be explored further in a new story, Abi’s Secret. I jumped out of bed, Lulu, on high alert beside me. I checked the clock, 3:19 AM. Who could be here at this time of night? I lifted Lulu from the bed, setting her on the floor. I knew she would follow me, and I didn’t want her to jump down, risking injury. Whoever it was, was pounding erratically....

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“Biggest Regret” by Stacey Fultz

Submitted to Contest #54

*While this is a stand-alone story, it is a continuation, and it references events that took place in ‘Sundays with Shirley.’I laid in bed after a long day of cooking lessons with Grandma Shirley. We’d been cooking together, Grandma Shirley, myself, and Lulu—who, of course, did more tasting and spoon licking than cooking, in one way or another for almost a year. It had been two months since I’d come out while asking Grandma Shirley to teach me how to cook. After that first Sunday, when Grandma showed up with a box full of cookbooks, both han...

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“Sundays with Shirley” by Stacey Fultz

Submitted to Contest #54

It’d been a long, exhausting week at work. As soon as I entered my apartment, I knew I was in for it. Lulu was sitting on the couch watching the door waiting for me to come home. As I closed the door behind me, she made no acknowledgment, other than to turn away.I could tell from the stiff set of her shoulders and the way she held her head just what she was thinking. Who do you think you are, waltzing in here more than an hour late! You are in big trouble mister. I am not speaking to you!Better go make this right, I thought to myself as I jo...

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“Mermaids and Fan Hogs” by Stacey Fultz

Submitted to Contest #53

“Ahhahhhahhh ahhhahhhahhh ahhhahhhhahhhh…” “Stop making so much noise! You’re bugging me! And you’re hogging all the air!” “I’m singing like the mermaids. Listen, the fan makes it like I’m under the sea. See, ahhahhhahhh ahhahh—!” “Boys can’t be mermaids, stupid!” “They can too be! Momma says I can be whatever I want, and I want to be a mermaid! Ahhhhahhhhhahhhhh ahhhhahhh—Ow!” “I said STOP!” “You didn’t have to hurt me. I’m telling! Moooooooooom! Tay hit me!” “I did not! El’s lying!” “Am not!” “Mooooooooooommmmmm!” They ...

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“The Happiest Day of Our Lives” by Stacey Fultz

Submitted to Contest #52

“Why I neva, in all my fit-ey-sev’n yeas, eva seen a mo’ bootiful, ting den you, Jewel-Lee,” Bop mumbled under his breath. He wasn’t the most well-spoken individual, but he sure had the kindest, most gentlest soul that I have ever known. We stood, rooted in front of the ornate, full-length mirror. It was a beautiful mirror; filigree was carved all around the thick, cream-colored frame, the glass free of streaks and blemishes. I was so fascinated by the design that I hadn’t even thought to examine our reflections. As his words registered...

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“Granny's House” by Stacey Fultz

Submitted to Contest #52

It had been many years since I had seen my childhood home, too many. We moved away when I was thirteen, and for a long time, I missed it terribly. The house itself wasn’t much. It was small, shabby, not quite built to last, but the memories and the feelings it evoked in me were everything. Innocence. Safety. Security. Love.I often longed to return, but I never really seemed to have the time. Time. It is such an interesting thing. Infinite, yet, there never seemed to be enough.I don’t even remember making the conscious decision to return now,...

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“Ayah and his Lyra” by Stacey Fultz

Submitted to Contest #51

The night is clear, not a trace of a cloud could be seen. A mellow breeze tousles my hair. It is refreshing as it dances gently across my body. While the night has cooled significantly from the heat of the summer day, it is still overly warm. The tall grass rustles on the perimeter of the pond; the crickets chirp, accompanied by an occasional ribbit from a frog. It is as if the night has composed a natural soundtrack for us to bask in. I lay here beside my Ayah on an old down comforter, matching him in almost every way. Our skin, though mine...

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Author bio

I am just a girl that has always loved to escape into the world of a good book, as well as to create my own worlds to escape into. I am sarcastic, silly, and I need to laugh multiple times a day. I have always kept my stories to myself and only ever written snippets, keeping most of them in my head. Lately, I have felt an overwhelming urge to start putting my stories in writing and as a result have decided to explore my passion for creative writing further and begin sharing my stories with others. Eventually I would love to write full time but for now, it is only something I can do in my spare time. Outside of reading and writing I enjoy listening to music, cooking, WWE, AEW, Impractical Jokers, and playing The SIMS. I reside is a small rural area with my amazing husband, my 16 year old son, my mom, and our ferocious pack of senior beagles, moms mini dachshund that thinks he’s one of the beagles too. I write under a pen name as I am not sure I am ready just yet to intertwine my personal/private life into my writing life as I begin this journey. I welcome any and all feedback along the way!