Wild Rose

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“The Cursed Town” by Wild Rose

Submitted to Contest #96

Content Warning- Murder/SuicideHe walked up through the dusty road which led to the small town of Temans. It was twilight and a light wind was blowing. Far away, the crop plantations acquired a greenish orange colour due to the light of the sun. On the other side, one could catch a faint glimpse of the Temans church, with its tall steeple standing majestically high up in the sky. The yellow- orange hue of the sky washed the town, and the muddy red road was illuminated with a touch of gradient yellow. The whole town looked peaceful ...

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“Awaited Death” by Wild Rose

Submitted to Contest #95

She dropped down on her bed, waiting…. Waiting for something, but what? Her whole body somehow shook with terror, yet a feeling of relief. She looked sad and disheartened, but still had a calm light in her eye that showed gumption and determination. She looked around the lonely bedroom. Harry was not there, still in the hospital. She had the time to think for herself. She had time to make herself steady, to assure herself. The bedroom, suddenly, looked shabby to her. The walls were a dull yellow with paintings forcefully crammed on it which ...

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“Parted” by Wild Rose

Submitted to Contest #94

18th June 2015 Dearest Gary, I have finally named you, what do you think? I had never thought that I would name a diary, of all people. Today, I was in a tumult. How dare anybody say such bad things about this house, my house? I would have never imagined that someone who had actually had said disgraceful things about my house would be staying here. Never, ever. I hate Gary more than ever now. Oh, Gary! The downright scoundrel, the brat! What wouldn’t I do to give him a piece of my mind! He came to my house in the morning, wearing a blue ...

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“Fragments Of Roses” by Wild Rose

Submitted to Contest #93

She returned to her bedroom, her chest throbbing with a strange kind of pain that she had never experienced before. Her blue organdie wore traces of damp sweat, and her sweet, beautiful face was ruffled and damaged, probably due to tears. She would never, never throw a party again or be present in any type of social gathering. She was done, done with entertaining.She was not always like this. Once she had been a sweet and happy woman, with everything that a person could want. New dresses, balls and parties almost every week, a sweet hu...

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“Red” by Wild Rose

Submitted to Contest #92

It was Diwali, the festival of joy, the festival of brotherhood, the festival of light. Marigold Gardens was beautifully decorated with diyas, the traditional lamps that the Indians use. The sky was ablaze with the light from crackers and parachutes. Electric lights decorated the trees, colourful crackers such as the traditional rangmashal and phuljhuri added a colourful appearance to the place. People wearing colourful lehngas and sarees, the traditional wear of the Indians, could be seen dancing together in couples. There were husban...

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“The Day I was Human” by Wild Rose

Submitted to Contest #91

"Gangu Ram, are you there?", I cried. This just doesn't work. Gangu Ram is always late. He never comes to the school early .Sometimes I feel so exasperated with him that I feel I would give him a sound thrashing." I would like to break his neck", I thought. I repeatedly told him yesterday not to be so late, but who listens to whom. Especially today is a very important day. The school inspector is coming to inspect the school. Our school, the P. G Memorial is reputed to have the best library in Kolkata, with its air conditioned rooms, comfort...

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Author bio

Hi everyone! I think the name Wild Rose is enough for introduction. I like writing stories very much and it has become my hobby. I am still improving, so it would be awesome if all of you could read my stories and suggest enhancements! I come from India. Thank you so much and if you like my stories, please tell me so! It would be wonderful! And if you want to start reading my stories, I suggest 'Fragments of Roses' I am a great fan of reading, and I mostly like crime fiction such as Agatha Christie. I like classics too and my favourite books are:- The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte