Zoe Steinberg

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

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7 Stories

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“When Morgan Was.” by Zoe Steinberg

Submitted to Contest #46

Sometimes terrible things happen and there’s nothing anyone can do to stop them. Of course, this is a lesson we all learn at a young age. At least Morgan did. And she learned it again when she was 22.  When Morgan was a young and naive girl of seven, her mother had been killed in a car accident. Accident. She would never grow to believe it was an accident, everything happens for a reason. Maybe the man who her mother was cheating with murdered her. Morgan would never care to find out for her mind was made.  When Morgan was an a...

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“A Long Trip” by Zoe Steinberg

Submitted to Contest #44

It’s been a long time since Lily had last seen her hometown. These days, only the air moved there. The tiny town had lost its shine and replaced it with an eternal cover of dust. The streets were covered with mud and weeds sprang up in the cracks between the pavements. The driveway to her home was wrecked from the lack of maintenance and from an outsider’s look, the whole house seemed to sag with age. Inside was empty. The living room she remembered with ease would not be vibrant. The kitchen would not smell of her father’s pancakes. The hal...

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“Two Unsuspecting Hearts” by Zoe Steinberg

Submitted to Contest #43

“I thought you wanted to be a writer?” her mother said sarcastically casting her gaze around the untidy room.  “Fine, I’ll go. Happy?” “Yes.” Louisa, known by her friends as Lucy, rolled her eyes. Like any average girl of sixteen, she had her aspirations but rarely had the motivation to actually do anything about it, usually leading to a small disagreement with her parents. This time, the topic was the Writer’s Convention.  Every four years her town held a big shot conference where writers came together to develop their ideas over ...

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“Summer Sun” by Zoe Steinberg

Submitted to Contest #42

2 days left. And then he would be gone. The house would be back to normal, but she would never be the same. Saturday The sun’s warm rays danced playfully around her room as Alison woke up. It was bright, too bright, and didn’t match the hole she was digging in her heart. She had grown fond of Derek’s strange ways and rather disliked the idea of him leaving at the end of the summer.  Slowly she sat up and heard two chimes. Oh shit! I’ve already wasted time, she groaned. Breakfast was going to start in 5 minutes which meant it was 9:...

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“Broken Silence” by Zoe Steinberg

Submitted to Contest #39

Hi. I'm Lucy. If there's someone reading this in a textbook right now, then this will all be for the better. Maybe there is a reason only we were left to tread the Earth. Well, let me recount for whoever is reading this exactly what it was like during the R3VOLTS. As I'm sure you know, dear reader, there were many great wars before this. Many lives lost over infamous disagreements about petty things. Religion, sexual orientations, whatnot that didn't discriminate this time. Well, one fatal, fatal day, Parris Patel decided he w...

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“The One” by Zoe Steinberg

Submitted to Contest #39

“Do you ever think about how many there are?”  ‘What, stars?”  “Yeah.” “No, not really. They’re too many.” “Yeah…” And at that moment young Rebecca Martin knew this guy was not the guy for her. It seemed just five minutes ago lying on the grass in her small backyard with Russ was enough. And maybe it was, but not anymore.  The sky was filled with little diamonds. Tears in the universe. Her mom once said that beyond that dark blue sky was infinite light, and all the stars are just little tears in the blanket that covered the Ea...

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“And All That Jazz” by Zoe Steinberg

Submitted to Contest #38

The houses on Clemente Avenue were nothing you wouldn’t expect from an upper-middle-class neighborhood. They were sunny, picturesque, and meant to be shown off. The men of the house would go to work each day with a kiss on the cheek, and the women would meet in the cold corners of the house and gossip about the latest celebrity news. Despite the age difference, life on Clemente Avenue was like living in a perpetual high school. The cliches were never-ending, the hierarchy could not be broken, and everyone unfortunate enough to live near the ...

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