TJ Squared

“Countless As The Stars” by TJ Squared

Author’s note: these stories are fully based on true events on the day they actually happened. Yes, we are grieving, but my brother is in such a better place. He’s running and jumping and shouting praise in Heaven. Enjoy.9/23/22“The best thing you can do for your mother right now is to pray for wisdom,” Grandma says. “We don’t know what’s going on with TJ. Only God knows. Don’t lose hope, Trinity. He’s got this.”I can sense the urgency in my grandmother’s eyes. Her blue sternness pierces into me like a double-edged sword. “But grandma… ...

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“He and She ” by TJ Squared

Based on a true(ish) story.*Note: I have written something similar before, maybe check that out first. Here’s the link:https://blog.reedsy.com/short-story/r9eae7/She casually walked into the store by her grandma’s side.He chose to walk the short distance to the store to get his ma some milk and bread. She scrutinized the carts, carefully selecting a somewhat clean one. He strode past the little creek by the highway’s edge. She and Mema walked over to the produce section of the small market. He saw his buddies hanging out ...

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“Redeemed (sequel to Redemption)” by TJ Squared

“If there is a God, why does he let so many bad things happen?” As if to answer his question, a knock came from the door. “Who is it?” he called out. “Jim, it’s Rob and Rosaline. We wanted to bring you some of Rosaline’s homemade biscuits.” Jim got up in a hurry, and he opened the door.  “Why, might I ask, do you want to share biscuits with me? It’s nearly noon, and I just had breakfast not too long ago.” Rob’s wife spoke. “Honey, we figured that was the case, but thankfully, Rob convinced me not to make you a full meal! We care about y...

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“WB’s Autobiography (part 4)” by TJ Squared

A/N: Hey guys! Tis part four of the WB series! I recommend reading the others first. Enjoy!****Hey, y’all! This is WB, and this is my story, written by me and for me (cause I’m so darn awesome). I know, I know, many of you hate me, and probably all of you have fallen in my trap at some point, but will you at least give me a chance? Let me tell it from my perspective, and maybe that’ll change your mind. I’m no villain, I’m the hero!It all started one day, ever so long ago. I was here way before y’all were born. As long as Inspiration existed,...

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“Redemption (Part 1)” by TJ Squared

“Momma! Momma! There’s a storm outside!” Little Jimmy ran to his mother’s room, tears pouring down his face like the rain pounding outside the windows. “Momma! I saw a big flash in the sky and…”His mother hugged Jimmy in a big bear hug, and he whimpered into her clothes. “My little Jimmy, it’s okay. Momma’s got you. That raging storm can’t touch you in my arms. You’re safe here.” Rumbling thunder was thrown into the mix of pittering rain. “But, Momma, how can you know for sure that we’re safe?”“Jimmy, I know for a fact th...

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“WB Hits The Road (part 3)” by TJ Squared

A/N: hey all! Please read the other two parts to completely understand who Writer’s Block is, also known as WBPart 1: https://blog.reedsy.com/short-story/htcc92/ Part 2: https://blog.reedsy.com/short-story/icnhfb/ Large shoutout to Dhwani Jain and Guadalupe Telcontar for helping me find inspiration to continue this series!Enjoy!****Out the window, forests rolled by like the billowing clouds above. “Hey, that sounds rather nice,” Clay mused to himself. “Maybe this road trip wasn’t such a bad idea. I’ll just take what I see arou...

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“WB: The Return of the Enemy (part 2)” by TJ Squared

There once was a dragon who loved stargazing.Ooh, this could be going somewhere!His charcoal skin blended in with the nightly shadows perfectly.What’s this, am I finally getting inspired to write a story…?He swooped and he…Oh no… come back precious story idea!HA! You really thought you could escape the clutches of your worst enemy?Noooooooo…I almost had it, almost!Not while I’m around, foolish writer! Did you miss me?Writer’s Block, I am so sick and tired of you messing up my plans!Ah, but do you see, it brings me much pleasure to take up mo...

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“I'll Never Forget” by TJ Squared

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. -John 1:5 Everything is crashing down. Literally. Faith is going up in flames, as are the buildings around us. Virtue is dumped in the trash, just like the shards of broken windows. Love is dissipating, unlike the thick smoke that’s choking the air as we speak.  Hope is silent; all that can be heard on the streets are the cries of those fleeing the country.  The lights in the street lamps are blown out by the bombs’ explosions. Everywhere you look, there’s War’...

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“Life Talk” by TJ Squared

*not really a story, here for those who need it <3*Life consists of not just four seasons. It consists of many many many different and unique seasons. Just like how every day has a different weather forecast, even though some days are similar and others or polar opposites, it’s very connectable to life most times. One day, you can be feeling weary of the world and its troubles. Other days, you could just be stressed, but with a smile on your face. Some days are rainy, others are sunny. Some days are hurtful and dark, and others are bright...

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“WB, Every Writer's Bestest Frenemy (part 1)” by TJ Squared

“I’m finally going to write a story after all this time!” you exclaim to yourself.A mysterious cloaked figure stalks into the room, and they quietly close the door behind them.“No you aren’t,” they say blandly as they lean against the wall.“Excuse me? Yes I am. I have my laptop open on docs right now. It’s literally right there,” you say, gesturing to your computer as the cursor bounces up and down. They chuckle slightly.“I wouldn't be so confident if I were you,” they say softly, as if offended by my bubbliness. No one speaks for ...

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“A Land Called Reedsy” by TJ Squared

Far, far away, in a land named Reedsy, there gathered writers from all over the world. They gathered together to critique each other’s work, and they became a vast network of authors; each trying to improve their skills. Thousands of people worked together, despite their differences, all striving toward one goal: to become better writers. Now, some writers wished not only to become better, but also make friends along the way. And the friends they made! Everyone took free advice given by each other. For some, a couple of comments about a...

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“In God's Eyes” by TJ Squared

In God’s eyes, you’re really really beautiful,You’re unique, loved, anything but usual.In God’s eyes, you’re especially special,You’re a-one-of-a-kind, a unique shaped vessel.From the beginning of time, He loved you before stars could align.God so loved you and me,He loved you for who He made you to be.In God’s eyes, you’re pure, righteous, perfection,You have no need of this world’s false deduction.In God’s eyes, you’re loved for, cared for, respected,He gives you all that you need, and more than expected.In God’s eyes, you’re one with...

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“The Friendly Giant Under the Sea” by TJ Squared

T.W: DeathThe sea ripped and tore, leaving the shore lacerated and exposed. The sea foamed at the mouth, like a hungry beast yearning for more. The sand rolled over and over, like a restless child in the night. The sea hit the boulders on the shoreline, SPLASH. The water spat at the hard rocks as it recoiled with a hiss.Soft, faint prints lined the rocky ocean bottom. They appeared, then vanished, then appeared again. Any beast to roam those waters at that time of night would be deemed hysterical.And perhaps, he was. His prints lasted m...

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“She And He” by TJ Squared

She sketched out a faint drawing of a heart with an arrow in it. He peered over her shoulder.The arrow was sharp as their words, she claimed, and when it pierced her heart, it stuck.He always stood in awe of her meaningful artworks from scribbles to masterpieces. She quickly tucked away her drawing pad when she caught his eyes on her.“Why do you hide your work? It’s beautiful,” he said softly, reaching out to tuck her hair behind her ear.“Leave me alone!” she said as she pushed his hand away. “Wait,” he called, but it was too ...

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“Reality” by TJ Squared

Submitted to Contest #102

I stared helplessly at my brother who was lying on the hotel bed, fast asleep. His head rested peacefully on the hotel’s white pillows, and his body lay still under the white sheets. It’s a wonder what a little action in the night can make one do. He wasn’t partying, or drinking, or even smoking for that matter. It was much worse than all combined. It forced us to stay an extra day when we were so close to home. It forced everyone’s hopes and dreams and even sanity to lower a bit. It caused my mom more stress and aching. I mean, who wou...

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