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Stephenie Domenico

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

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Arkansas

Stephenie Domenico

Submitted to Contest #99

“You’re in my space!”“Nuh-uh! She’s in your space. Just shove her over. She’s sleeping, she won’t know.” “Why can’t you just move?”“I can’t move! I don’t have any more space!”Mom closed her eyes and heaved a sigh before half turning in her seat and snapping, “Stop that bickering!” She glared at them both and there was silence for half a beat before a chorus of protests filled the air. She turned her glare on her husband in the driver's seat. He had the air of a man who was unaware of the presence of others in his space.“Sean, do so...

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The Compromise Tree

Stephenie Domenico

Submitted to Contest #90

Now“Coming down!” I yell through the small opening in the ceiling.“Okay, let go. I’ve got it.” I feel Dean catch the weight of the box as I balance it on the pull-down ladder to our attic.I turn to descend myself and sneeze hard, stirring up even more dust. One of these days, I really should drag the shop vac up here and remove a layer or two of dust. It was a knee-jerk thought. There was no way I was going to attempt to drag a shop vac up into the attic.“You know-” Dean begins in a know-it-all voice.“Yeah, yeah, if I get rid of the cardboar...

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School Haze

Stephenie Domenico

Submitted to Contest #90

Jeremy slipped on his rubber coat and grabbed his gas mask off the peg by the door then yelled “Bye mom! I’ll see you after school!” before he finished fastening it over his face. “Don’t leave yet!” came the shouted reply. Jeremy rolled his eyes. It was the same thing every morning. He unclipped the mask and waited to see what she wanted this time. His mother came hurrying into the room with his bookbag and Jeremy blushed. He couldn’t believe he almost forgot his bag! “Thanks, mom” he mumbled as she kissed his cheek and she asked, “you...

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The Caretaker

Stephenie Domenico

Submitted to Contest #89

TW: murder 1. As I waited for the EMTs to arrive I stood over her body and remembered the first time I had thought about killing her. It had been one of those passing thoughts that come in a moment of anger. If I smothered her with her pillow, they would probably never know. They'd just assume she died in her sleep. At that moment, it had felt like more than a passing thought. It had felt like a desire. I could feel the longing to pick up the pillow and lay it over her face. I would just have to hold it down until s...

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