Theo Benson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2023

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“To Live ” by Theo Benson

Submitted to Contest #210

A man stopped in front of Sam, reaching to take the plate she offered. Wrapped around the back of his hand was a tattoo of a red balloon. She looked at his face. The man looked back, recognition turning to startlement. Hidden within the humdrum of the soup kitchen, the plate hung suspended between two sets of hands for several moments before Sam released it and the man hurried away to take a seat at one o...

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“Taylore Brightstar and the Galaxy Way ” by Theo Benson

Submitted to Contest #209

I crouch behind a barrel, trying not to get shot by my own stupidity. “Howard!” The Grishi man screams. I’m not Howard. He probably thinks that’s my name because I told him it was. The way station door hisses open as more Grishi enter. Kreech, the screaming man, waves his blaster and fires in my general direction. “Where are they?” An elbow jabs my side. Kit scowls at me, also behind...

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“Rain Bear” by Theo Benson

Submitted to Contest #208

Rain fell in torrents against the small countryside house as Gladys shuffled around her kitchen. She took a tarnished kettle from her old stovetop and filled it at a nearby sink.“Gramma!” Her arms shook as she held the kettle. Fingers that carefully gripped its worn handle were wrinkled and spotted, her knuckles bulging under the skin despite efforts to calm the ever-growing arthritis. Gladys sighed, replacing the kettle on her stove. “Gramma!” The voice yelled again, this time louder. It came from the ceili...

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“They Always Find Us” by Theo Benson

Submitted to Contest #207

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Dr. Morrison held a small vial up to the light, amber liquid swirling inside. “After all our efforts, all of our sacrifices, we’re so close to a cure.” Isabelle held her datapad closer to the Doctor, determined to get as clear of an audio recording as possible. They had spent hours in Silver Grandeur’s lab. Her legs ached. With painstaking precision, Dr. Morrison walked Isabelle t...

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“Not to Condemn ” by Theo Benson

Submitted to Contest #206

“It would mean a lot to me if you came.” Lisa’s fingers traced the creases of the paper, once folded now flattened against the cold table. She sat with her legs crossed and tucked under her chair, too shocked to fidget as she digested her daughter’s invitation.“I have something I need to tell you,” Kayleigh had said, having sat Lisa down at their kitchen table in the unnerving way only a teenager could manage to do. Lisa’s stomach hit the floor. “Are you pregnant?”“What? No!” “Are yo...

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Author bio

Just a creative writing student looking to motivate (force) myself to do more writing over the summer. :)