Virginia Wanner

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

101 karma pts

?

“Zombie Virus” by Virginia Wanner

Submitted to Contest #60

"Brian don't make me do this." I sobbed as I aimed my gun at him. "Brian!" There had to be some part of him that was still the Brian I knew and loved. He couldn't be completely gone. It had happened so fast. From the first symptoms to this, the end result. But Brian kept coming, uttering gutteral growls. Even his speech capabilities had fled. This putrid, stinking, rotting, walking corpse was no longer Brian, I reminded myself. When he was almost within arms reach, I closed my eyes, and squeezed the trigger. Two, three, four, five, six times...

Read story

“The Monster ” by Virginia Wanner

Submitted to Contest #51

The Monster slowly settled itself over Jessa's head, enveloping her in a thick smog like film. The stench made it difficult to breathe. Jessa tried in vain to push it off. It was heavy. Super heavy. Like carrying weights around on your shoulders all the time. Just breathing was a struggle. It was obvious that the creature was settling in for a nice long stay. Jessa felt panic clawing its way up her throat. This horrible creature was planning to suck all the life out of her. It would kill her. She knew that as surely as she knew her name was...

Read story

“I Dare You” by Virginia Wanner

Submitted to Contest #47

"Just say it." You silently reminded yourself. You knew you'd regret it if you didn't. Yet your mouth feels all dry and fuzzy at the thought. Your stomach feels as if a dozen frogs were jumping around in it. You open your mouth, but no words come out. Silently you curse yourself. You find yourself looking around the room to see if anyone noticed that you'd been trying to speak, and further your embarrassment. No one appears to notice, and you relax slightly. But you still need to say something. Your window of opportunity is closing fast. A...

Read story

“Endless” by Virginia Wanner

Submitted to Contest #42

Miles upon miles of parched desert sand. As far as the eye could see, that was all Chad saw. Despair welled up. How was he ever going to get back to his group? He couldn't even see them. There had been a freak sandstorm yesterday, and somehow he'd gotten seperated from the caravan. Now, without realizing it he was wandering farther and farther away. He'd run away from home three days ago. Chad resented his parents forcing him to come to this awful place with them. It was ugly, hideous. Nothing but dry parching wind, and sand. Ugh! H...

Read story

“Trix” by Virginia Wanner

Submitted to Contest #41

I was walking home alone, like usual. It seemed I was always alone. I had been alone my entire life. At least that's what it felt like. What was it about me that people shied away from? Every foster home I had ever been in had returned me, citing that I was just too strange. I didn't fit into their family dynamic. Not that I didn't try. I did. I couldn't help that I was the way I was. I WAS different. I knew that. But before my parents were gone, my differences were celebrated. I was told I was unique. But my parents were gone. I didn't kno...

Read story

Author bio

Virginia Wanner has not written a bio yet!