Susannah Emrys

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Next year” by Susannah Emrys

Submitted to Contest #74

Ten I am sitting alone, with a glass of off-brand champagne in my hand, surrounded by digital friends I have not been close to in a year. I remember their smell, their tight hugs, our carefree laughter over drinks at Mandy’s. I want desperately for them to be here, for real. I want to show them my new home cut bangs, I want to collapse onto the and cry. I want to say “This has been so had, guys. This has been so hard, and I am so tired.” I want them to say that they know, that they understand, and that they’d help me through it. I am...

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“In the Mirror” by Susannah Emrys

Submitted to Contest #72

I stared into the mirror. Any second now. My reflection looked back at me, innocent and unassuming. I dimmed the lights, and looked into my own eyes, my brown eyes, my empty eyes. At any moment they would fill, fill with a deep evil stare. I was terrified of the thing that would consume my reflection, the demonic face so similar to mine. But I was empty, and I wanted to see myself full. “Alright, fucker, where are you?” I ask. I tap the glass a little, hoping supernatural beasts worked the same way as goldfish. I sighed, and ...

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“The Best in the World” by Susannah Emrys

Submitted to Contest #71

I was crying, under a table, while the ground shook. I was still young, and had no sense of real danger. I felt betrayed by the world I had always innocently loved. Books flew off the shelves, I covered my head, and I wept. I asked god to send my parents home from work, just so I could be with them. I didn’t ask him to end the earthquake. It was too much, even for him. My face was hot and puffy, covered in tears and snot. Terrified, I fell asleep. I was a little girl, under a little table, in a little house. The city was too big, the sha...

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“I Love you too” by Susannah Emrys

Submitted to Contest #70

“Again?” I cried indignantly. “I swear I didn’t mean to, It just sort of happens!” “Ella, this sort of thing doesn’t just happen.” “It does, honest!” She flipped her blond curls behind her shoulder, and glared at me. I took a deep breath. This was difficult for her too, I reminded myself. She’s your sister, have some compassion. I levelled my voice. “I understand that you’re trying. I’m sorry. It’s just, it’s like one-hundred percent easier to like, not kill people than to kill people. Can’t you just...not?”...

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“Family Business ” by Susannah Emrys

Submitted to Contest #69

“Get up” I tell the corpse. Nothing. I stare down at the body. Olive Barkley. She’s been dead for a few hours now, and has already gone stiff. We’d cleaned her body of the urine and excrement, and released gas to prevent bloating. I did this so she wouldn’t be embarrassed, which is usually the reason that they refuse to re-enter. Of course she’s a little purpleish, but that’s no reason to stay dead. Her finger twitches, and I immediately grow alert, but no. Sometimes they move a bit after death, b...

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