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Susan Baughman

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2024

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Graduation Gift

Submitted to Contest #308

Graduation Gift by Sue Baughman 6/27/25 (1070 Words) Franklin D. Roosevelt High School’s Gymnasium was dressed in it’s finest for the year’s Home Coming Dance and Class Reunion. The same streamers and banners from 1975 used once a year were only slightly frayed by 2025. The disco balls and fog machines slightly newer. Still worked fine for the reunions.As always, the theme was “Surfing.” Paper waves were pinned to the walls, paper palm trees dotted the stage. Gold and blue banners announced that the classes to be honored were the “fives and ...

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Dragonfly

Submitted to Contest #308

Sue BaughmanDragonfly1120 Words Libby’s birthday celebration was going full swing at the Our Lady of Guadalupe Church in downtown East Los Angeles. Candles flickered in the June dusk as the sun set over the Pacific ocean. As the sky darkened, dark shadows began to appear in the courtyard where Libby’s Quinceañera, her “Sweet Fifteen” birthday party was being held. Mariachis played in the background, fountains poured water, her aunties and cousins had set the tables, blown up the red and green ballons.All their friends ...

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Death of a Dream (or "Trouble in Tucson")

Submitted to Contest #307

Trouble in Tucson by Sue Baughman 6-19-25 (1100 words)(Prompt: Dark underside of a School System)(Trigger Warning: Contains humor, Cults, Christianity, mild profanity, nudity, prayer, faith, loss of faith, death of a dream, all that...) Pastor Bob was running out of time. He’d promised his flock a place to stay, food and a guaranteed pass through the pearly gates, but so far, all he’d managed to secure for them was a few snacks and a couple of sleeping bags he’d found at the Oracle Road Salvation Army Store. Pastor Bob had led his group...

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Say No To Blondes

Submitted to Contest #307

Dexter Wellington III carefully combed his curly red hair, checked his eyebrows which framed his father’s deep set blue eyes, and adjusted his school tie in the mirror of his fourth floor dorm room. He checked his watch. He had exactly fifteen minutes to get to his first class.He glanced out the window at the gated grounds. Snow was falling heavily. Good.That meant no running the track today. He checked the courts. No tennis either. This place, once a railroad tycoon’s weekend farm, had once had everything. Now, it was a prison for...

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Desperate to Graduate/Dark/Med School Secrets

Submitted to Contest #307

A Study In Secrets for Reedsy Short Story Contest 6-13-25 (1200 words) Finster sat where he always sat in the back of the classroom of the Misala Science and Medical College of Ensenada, otherwise known as the “Other Med School.” As always, he struggled to understand the nuances and uncertainties that the Spanglish speaking instructors threw at him. All he needed was a passing grade, a diploma in hand, and he was on a jet back to New York City to work in his parent’s clinic. Twenty three more months of this, and Lady Liberty here I c...

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