Varun Balodi

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2019

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“The Cursed/The Blessed” by Varun Balodi

Submitted to Contest #101

"There was blood on his hands!" Sandra shouted into her phone, "That's crazy. He actually killed him!?" Her friend on the other side, another avid viewer of the show they were talking about, started blabbing about it too. Sandra was absorbed in the conversation, walking behind a couple who did not look that happy. The man was a ways away from the woman, but they were communicating every so often. Little did they know, their argument was not going to last that long. A sedan, black in color, swerved into the sidewalk. T...

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“Looking Back At It” by Varun Balodi

Submitted to Contest #99

I met Kayla two years ago. The memory of walking up to her for a question about Trigonometry was still burnt into my mind. It was the first time I had even noticed her. A teacher had recommended me to go and ask my doubts. Her being the best in class. She usually sat with a select group of people during lunch, and did not attract anyone's attention, ever. Any teacher stopped her from answering even when she rose her hand, in hopes of some more obscure student getting a chance, so half of the class did not know what she sounded lik...

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“The Living Ghost” by Varun Balodi

Submitted to Contest #98

It was Talisa's turn to row the boat. Ryan put his oar aside and stretched his arms out. "This is tough work. Would have been better if we just went for the movie." he said, yawning. The boat stopped. His sister threw her oar down on the boat. "Like the past five times we've gone on a trip together?" Talisa angrily asked, "What is it with you and movies, anyways? Some way of torturing me, I guess." He had not counted on her remembering their past five fights today, but here they were. This made things a bit easi...

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“Burnt Leaves” by Varun Balodi

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I could still hear the mysterious stranger’s voice ringing inside my head, “Your relationship was like a tree. Full of fresh, green leaves. And now, it is withering, dying. The leaves are dry and ready to break at the slightest touch of the finger. One wrong move and it all breaks. One reason to mistrust you, and it burns.” Oh, he had been so right… ________________________________ It had been late at night; I had decided to go to the local diner. An old stranger with blonde hair and ...

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“Control” by Varun Balodi

Submitted to Contest #22

In the darkness of the shadowy alleys and the silent rooftops, Control hopped through the pipes and windows onto the pipe which overlooked the entire city. It was the 31st of December, the day which the humans celebrated as the beginning of a new year. But not for Control. He was one of many, one of the few who existed to make sure that Despair could not cross into the happiest days of the humans. For years, Happiness had been protected by the Controls whenever necessary, and today, this particular Control too, was making sure that the evil ...

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“THE REAPER” by Varun Balodi

Submitted to Contest #13

It was the cat again. It was the door first and then when he was climbing the bus, and over and over, he had been seeing it everywhere he went. This was the tenth time that the cat had appeared. Stephen did not believe in superstitions or the paranormal, but this was creeping him out. Every time that he saw the black cat, his heart skipped a beat.It had green eyes, and a dark black fur, coating her skin.Stephen was in the cafe right now. And the black cat...was sitting beside thedoor, staring at him. Uncomfortably, Stephen left a five-dollar...

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Author bio

"If you can't be medicine, be poison, otherwise you're nothing but water." - Tooe Gaen, Hanamonogatari