Yuk Yuk

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

Stories (11)

11 Stories

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“Second Choice” by Yuk Yuk

"Should I book the ticket back home now or later?" Home? For my assistant is her flat with her newly wed husband and their overweight cat. I could tell by the number of times she's excused herself to the bathroom to make a call or return a text that she missed him and he had missed her. I could hear her giggling under her breathe or the way she smiled at her phone.I, on the other hand, have nothing waiting for me. I'd had go back to my busy life, with non stop business meetings. I'd go HOME a...

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“Engagement Party” by Yuk Yuk

It was the year 2087. Although, the inter galactic war had ended over eight years ago, life had we know it had ceased to return to normal. Shortly, after the war ended, a treaty was signed by majority of the surviving planets. However, some were defiant, revolting against the peace and working underneath to restart the war, they call themselves The Uzra; they believed they needed to rule the galaxy for peace to truly reign. Hence, the Omega was formed to maintain peace and exterminate The Uzra. Some survivors had returned to e...

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“Infinite Possibilities” by Yuk Yuk

We broke up. Technically, we were never together; but I guess I began to think we were. I began to imagine our future together although I didn't make much of it; it was just a possibility. We could have been happy together. Ava, that would be our daughter's name, we'd laugh and play in the garden of our small home. We'd grow old in each other arms. It was perfect but that's only one way it could go. A possibility. We live in a world of infinite possibilities. There always would exist another p...

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“Trapped” by Yuk Yuk

Tristen was trapped with the person he believed hated him the most. It was her fault they were stuck there. It was her fault they were about to die. Had she not been stuck in the same trap as he was, he would have died thinking she planned it all. As to how they got trapped or how they would escape was impossible for either to deduce. What Tristen did know was that Kendra was to blame, her and her stupid Dare.All the magical students were on a field trip for the purpose of integrating the factions in the school. As Profe...

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“ 'Move on': Who are we without our memories?” by Yuk Yuk

Memories are our brains memory card. Most of us, don't know how information gets stored there. We have data on there that we wished we could erase. Few of us wake up one day and realize our data is gone. Who are we? that's the real question. Who are we without those memories?The door opened to a beautiful creature with bright eyes."Beix?" asked the creature with shabby brown curls. Beix smiled. "Doko."Doko moved aside to let the creature fly in. "I didn't think y...

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“Move On: Rock bottom” by Yuk Yuk

Ever reached rock bottom? No, not that fantasy world with the talking fishes and tasty burgers. It's a mental place. And when you get there, your brain automatically tells you to leave. Get out. Move on. But it's never easy.Some of us didn't exactly stick the landing and we're broken pieces scattered around.Maybe we pick ourselves together, maybe we don't. Maybe we're too tired, tired of it all, tired from the drop, tired of being broken, tired of being put back together, tired of falling after getting back up, or...

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“Eyes that never SMILE.” by Yuk Yuk

"Just another suicide case. Nothing to see really."You'll be the judge of that.Welcome, you must be the new detective. I'm guessing this is your first case. No problem, I'm Maya, I'm your guide. The scene sets in a teenage girls bedroom. The darkness, a thick fog, in the room. The hair at the back of your neck stands, not because of the humidity but for your thirst for Justice."Geez, open the blinds. What is this? A horror movie."You roll your ey...

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“Memory Gap” by Yuk Yuk

It has been twenty four years since I'd last seen it, but the place looks exactly the same. My grip tightens around the seat belt, as we pull up the driveway. My stomach churnes. I fear the Burritto, I got from the drive through, would be on the carpet of my Toyota Tacoma. Breathe Catheleen. Breathe. "I was so happy when you called yesterday. I couldn't believe it..." Except, I don't remember. I don't remember calling her or asking her to bring me back...here. Was I drun...

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“Ma's Golden boy” by Yuk Yuk

Ma's Golden boy sat at the quiet dinner table with a full plate. He wasn't Ma's favourite, Ma never did favourites; as always, every one at the table had equal portions. Although, Ma didn't heed to the plea of her Golden boy, the bland porridge wasn't all that bland, that's because they ate in tears. It's only normal they cried, they had watched their brother die few minutes ago. And now they were forced to have dinner. "You'd better eat your food, if you don't want to end up like him," Ma had said. Ma had a few ru...

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“The Wanderer” by Yuk Yuk

I moved again.Contrary to what my mum might think, I'm not running, again. At least, I think I'm not. I'm searching. What I'm searching for? I have no idea. I believe I'll know, when I see it. There are advantages of moving a lot, you get to meet new people, new cultures. There's also a down side- saying goodbye. You'd think I would know by now and not form close relationships; but I do anyways. When I get comfortable, I leave, never getting to say goodbye. The E-mailed ...

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“Asian Shrine ” by Yuk Yuk

Highschool is amazing. Wrong! Its a shit hole, where they trampe your hopes and dreams. Demons apparently rule the place because they are rich or hot or if their lucky, they are both. So if you think highschool is okay, chances are you are one of them. Even at that, you're still crazy. And No. I'm not overreacting. I'm reacting just fine.Yet, everyone is trying to fit in. Spending hours each week day in front of your mirror, deciding on what to wear. There are more important things than that people.I wa...

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Author bio

I haven't been online in a while. I'm re-reading some of my stories( from my active days on reedsy) I feel proud of what i've achieved, the diversity and also sad that maybe my content was been watered down to cheesy corny romance fiction ( nothing wrong with that but its not the writer i envisioned for myself or the content i want to create) But . . . I digress if you're reading this, please read my story, " Move On: Rock bottom" I don't have a single comment on it. I need feedback. Feedback is the happiest thing about writing. To the readers, likers, commenters, followers, Thank you. You've made me a better writer