Zakaria Attioui

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“start of a fantasy” by Zakaria Attioui

Submitted to Contest #48

I sat at the front table of a famous restaurant with my mom, who doesn’t seem to understand when to stop talking.  “Like I said, I will have you attend Middlegin School after next year. Registration will start in a few months,” my mother said, but my mind was miles away. I passively listen while she spoke as I flipped through the dinner menu. People occupied all the tables inside the restaurant that night.  “Sarah, didn’t you hear what I said,” she repeated tapping near my menu. I raised my eyes off the table. “Yes, mom. I heard bu...

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“Suitcase in hand” by Zakaria Attioui

Submitted to Contest #47

Suitcase in hand, you head to the station. The airport is over an hour away but you left with a little over two hours because you know it is better to arrive early than late. By being early at least you could walk around the airport and enjoy the activities and shops it has inside. If you’re late, even by a few minutes, you’re at a risk of missing your flight that you spent hundreds for. The weather feels great today. Even though you only have a t-shirt on, you heard from friends who traveled long distance say that you need a sweater on an ...

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“College Class” by Zakaria Attioui

Submitted to Contest #46

For the past two months my imagination grew empty, nothing formed. Sitting in Reinforced Concrete class wasn’t helping either, or so I thought at first. Professor McMill blabbered about things I didn’t care about and by surveying the classroom, many student didn’t care either—most were on their phone, while others on their laptops. But there were a handful of student who did pay attention to every small detail she spat out, even the unimportant details about her life. I called them the Front-Row Students. Their eyes never left McMill or the ...

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“Black Lives Matter” by Zakaria Attioui

Submitted to Contest #45

May 25th 2020; the pivotal day in which racism ended, not only in the United States, but throughout the world. A movement that shook Earth and its people—allowing everyone to see the injustice that happened in front of their eyes.“Mom, I’m heading out to the peaceful protest,” I called out to my mom as I tied my shoelaces near our front door. “I’ll be back later tonight.”My mom peeked from the kitchen, her apron and hair matched—both messy and brown. “Sasha, don’t stay too long. Remember, you have a college graduation party tomorrow mor...

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“Mysterious Disappearance” by Zakaria Attioui

Submitted to Contest #44

Amber unlocked the front door and used her suitcase to push it open. She prepared her arms to hug anyone who ran towards the door thinking her little children would be waiting for her at the door after hearing her car park in to the front garage. She was wrong—the house was quieter than outside her home. “Honey, I’m home,” she said, closing the door behind her. She tossed her jacket to the closest couch. After four weeks on a business trip, she was ready to wrap her children around her arms. She glanced around the living room—the couches and...

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“Mall Festival” by Zakaria Attioui

Submitted to Contest #43

Malik held Fatima’s small hand while crossing the busy street. Each pedestrian who crossed had a destination on their mind. Their moods matched the warm summer weather. The hazy sun smiled down at each person providing them warmth on their skin and their body. Malik and his daughter rushed to the mall to see the annual festival that celebrated the first day of summer. All the stores inside were closed and they had water games for the kids and adults. Some of the games were a rollercoaster, two large pools and water gun fight. “We’re going to...

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“Four Years Later” by Zakaria Attioui

Submitted to Contest #42

Aurora’s living room welcomed the summer sunshine, providing light and warmth to her apartment. She wore a colorful dress with the same colors of her flowers on her living room windowsill—red, pink and violet. She hummed while walking to her kitchen to fill a large jug of water from the sink. Today will be a great day! A smiled super-glued to her mouth as she skipped across the living room to the window. “Some water for you,” she said, as she provided her impatiens with water. She continued down her line, humming and talking to them—and even...

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