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Victoria Crenshaw

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2025

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I quit By Vera

Submitted to Contest #305

I used to walk into that office every morning with a pit in my stomach. Not because I hated the work—but because I hated the games.Jetta and Lana made sure I never had peace. They whispered, gossiped, manipulated their way through the office like it was sport. And Mr. Brown—my boss—never held them accountable. If anything, he coddled them.I worked harder than anyone on the team, stayed late, picked up the slack when they vanished for "off-site meetings" that always seemed to end with shopping bags.But the more I did, the more invisible I bec...

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Writing with One Eye Open

Submitted to Contest #304

Demarco had no beef with artificial intelligence. He just didn’t trust anything that didn’t eat, sleep, or panic before deadlines.So when Professor Rhee wheeled a high-tech monitor into their Writing 214 class and said, “Meet your new writing partner—PENumbra,” Demarco blinked twice, then raised a hand.“Question,” he said. “Did PENumbra pay tuition? Because this is looking like unpaid group work.”The class laughed. Even Professor Rhee cracked a smile. “PENumbra is here to help us push our creative limits. Think of it as a collaborator.”Demar...

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Burned Bridges

Submitted to Contest #303

Jetta didn’t wake up planning to see him. Honestly, she didn’t wake up planning anything at all. Some days were like that—lazy, heavy, aimless. The kind where the sun felt too loud and even your own thoughts had too much attitude. So she left her apartment on Unruh Street and just started walking. By the time she reached Disston Park, her Wawa iced tea was half-melted and she was tired of dodging people’s eyes. She found a shady spot near the swings, sat down, and tried to breathe like she wasn’t holding everything in. The iced tea in her ha...

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Blue Jean Interview

Submitted to Contest #301

It was a hot summer day in July, when I received a surprise telephone call. I was sitting at my desk at work when my cell phone rang. As I search my purse to find my phone, I started to worry because not that many people called me on my cell phone. The reason is because I never have it on. It’s a personal joke shared between my family and friends.So, when I finally found it, I said hello in a weak voice to the mystery person on the other end.“Hello, can I speak to Tori” the mystery person who I now know is a man said. “Speaking” I said...

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Me and the Cat

Submitted to Contest #299

Me and the CatThe battle between me and the cat start over a piece of chicken. I remember that day as if it was yesterday…Wait! It was yesterday. Well anyway. The cat stole my piece of chicken. It was a savor chicken breast. My mouth is still watery from the moist of the chicken. It is the type of chicken that you heard people say that they will slap someone (mostly their mothers) because it taste that good. So, I was sitting at the table eating the wonderful piece of chicken as tears of joy was coming down my eyes. It was that good. I was s...

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