Uta L.

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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10 Stories

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“Saved” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #105

I gently untie the rope that holds the figure underneath me in place. "Soon you will be free.", I whisper. The figure looks up to me, still in shock from the rough fall. I see some open wounds. "Let me help you with that." The figure nods carefully and holds out their hands towards me. I lift them up with no effort at all and soon they are standing right in front of me. I see the fear in their eyes slowly be replaced wi...

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“Raven's Flight” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #104

~ Raven ~ "Are you coming tonight?" Mikah's face is looming over me. Questioning glance, a little playful, but I can make out the underlying sorrow in her warm brown eyes. My breath hitches. Hard swallow. Slow rising of panic. Searching for escape routes. Mikah's standing in front of the only door.  "Dammit!", I whisper under my breath.  "Is that a yes?" "Y...

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“Caught in a nightmare” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #52

Oh no, oh no, oh no, this shouldn't be happening, why is this happening to me? Cursing loudly I hurry through the old supermarket. I always found it kinda creepy to be here, all those dark corners, the confusing hallways that make you lose your way, the cashier's far-too-knowing smile. Every time I go shopping here I just run through and hope no monster is gonna catch me. I just knew this place was bad. I...

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“A final letter” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #47

It's a grey day. The clouds look even greyer than yesterday. Rain falls down but not the strong refreshing summer rain kind, it's the light drizzle that trickles down like tears. Quiet, grey tears. You feel a connection to this rain. It seems like a mirror of your soul. You haven't slept in days. Just been sitting here, hour by hour passing by, staring through the window, staring at the greyness outside. ...

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“The forest in your mind” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #37

Imagine a forest. Any forest. How does it look? Are there broad-leafed trees, with the sun shining through and birds chirping happily? Or do you stand in the midst of dark, high spruce trees, with mist crawling out of the mud and an eery silence creeping you out?Is your forest friendly, peaceful, a place to visit to relax your weary soul? Or is it a hostile place, full of mysterious hidden creatures, easy to get lost in, igniting nothing than primal fear?Are you, my reader, are you afraid of the forest you created in your mi...

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“A Diary of Letters” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #36

Dear Mamma!I miss you. When you went out of that front door, I was so sure you would come back soon. I put Momo, my little rabbit, next to me and we were sitting on the stoep and watching the road. Every time a woman would turn into our street I thought it was you. And then it wasn't. After twenty minutes or so Pa began to beg me to come in again. "It's winter, Estie. Please. Ma won't come back for some time now. Don't worry." But of course I worried. Didn't believe him too at first. You promised! You said, it won't be more than te...

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“The unimportant hero” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #36

Dear Diary,This is how you do it, right? This is how you start a diary entry? And that's about all I remember about writing a diary. Never attempted to write one myself. Never deemed my life interesting or important enough. But I got the feeling that this is about to change. And maybe I'll never be able to tell anyone about it. Not sure if there's a coming back from this adventure. So here it goes. But let me start again. This beginning is far too cringey and childish. I'm a grown up after all! Wow, this sentence didn't really save...

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“Thought Stories” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #35

When you stroll through a park on a lovely spring day like this and you pass all those people, the momma with her little one in a stroller, the lonely guy who walks dangerously close to the edge of a slope with his hands buried in his pockets and with a look as dark as a thousand nights, the elderly couple walking hand in hand, trembling a bit, trying not to fall... Don't you sometimes whish you could take a look into their heads, see what's going on in there?Well, I can. I fly from head to head to head and their thoughts are flyin...

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“Unexpected” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #29

There had been many unexpected incidents happening in Sister Amara's life. For example when she, in the middle of a dark, cold winter night, stood in front of the creepy cloister everyone told her to stay away from and, with all the determination she could muster, knocked on that wooden door. It had been a terrifying night, all thunder and lightning and pouring rain. Epic enough for such a lifechangiandng decision.She had never wanted to join the convent. All her life she had been striving to discover the world. D...

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“Song of the Birds” by Uta L.

Submitted to Contest #27

It was a beautiful autumn day as I was walking down my home village's main road enclosed by colourful quaint houses. The birds were singing my favourite song, the sun was gently caressing my skin and leaves in all imaginable colors were crunshing beneath my comfy leather boots. I dare say it was the most peaceful scene you could possibly think of. Like if someone had taken one of those awfully idyllic landscape paintings and turned it into a living, breathing scene. Okay, maybe not living. If we're being quite honest for a moment here, it...

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