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Submitted by writers on Reedsy Prompts to our weekly writing contest. Being one of the most popular genres among the submissions to our weekly contest, the drama short stories collected below include riveting works you won’t want to miss.

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Darkness

Submitted to Contest #58

Darkness – Beulah Lee Harris The lights went out at one minute past midnight. As the darkness descended like a shroud covering every streetlamp, the ceiling-fan slowed to a devastating stop and the muggy heat fell like a heavy warm blanket.                Shana tossed and turned, listening to the silence for a while but could not get comfortable. She opened the glass sliding door inviting in whatever slight breeze was teasing the night.     &nbs...

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My Body

Submitted to Contest #58

My Body Rima had never felt so happy and sad at the same time. The cramps in her lower abdomen signaled the onrush of anger, madness, and masquerades. It was a routine affair. Every month she would slide into layers of self-denial and self-assertion. The pain felt like a relief. It spread into her lower body, radiating in sharp darts keeping her calves company for almost four days. This was normal. Every woman went through the monthly woes.  She was 28 and just married. Her mother-in-law laid out a stringent set of dos and don’ts for ...

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Sweet Baby

Submitted to Contest #58

“OH MY GOD!” Eurdell screamed. “What’s wrong?” Her best friend Viola asked looking at Eurdell holding on to her stomach. “My water just broke!”  Viola screamed out so loud that Viola thought her ears would fall right off of her head. “What do you mean your water broke? The baby isn’t due for another 2 weeks. That’s what you said.”  “Viola if you don’t stop talking and get me to the freakin hospital  I am going to hurt you as much as these contractions are starting to hurt me.” “Okay, Okay. Don’t panic, Eurdell. I wil...

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Muz's Intermission

Submitted to Contest #58

Muz found herself wondering if she really was that funny, or if Triscin was just so joy depraved that he found solace in her lame sense of humor. She sat across from him at the hospital cafeteria table and continued to crack jokes at him, marveling at how much prettier this boy looked when he wasn’t sobbing.  “What sits at the bottom of the sea and twitches?” She asked him.  He blinked, something he tended to do a lot, and the effect was that a light breeze flew past Muz because his eyelashes were so dang long. She’d never seen a...

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Power Play

Submitted to Contest #58

I had to ride with her. Usually, I'd wait for the next trip if she got to the elevator before I did but I was already fifteen minutes late for work."Hi" I greeted before quickly turning my back to her and selecting the ground floor.I wasn't the shyest person in the world but something about my neighbor excited me and made me nervous at the same time. A casual nod was the most she could solicit from me in the hallway before I hurried away like a child stealing candy."I'm on my way down," she confirmed to the person on the other end of the cal...

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On the Drift

Submitted to Contest #58

Trapped in the darkness of the cockpit, I look around the blank screens on my console and feel a sense of dread begin to well up in my chest. It has been some time since the overhead lighting had cut off throughout the ship. The only remaining source of illumination is the piercing red streaks of the emergency lights that sporadically dot the metal grating of the floor. To be honest, it only seems to give everything a hellish red tint, rather than providing any sort of practical light source to work by. I imagine that will impede the Reco...

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Beyond My Control

Submitted to Contest #58

Based on previous experience, much deliberation and a confidence that is unshakable, James enters the casino knowing that the $300 in his pocket will grow exponentially by the time he leaves there. Scanning around, he waits until his inner self senses one of the machines calling to him, summoning his extrasensory power to determine where his success can be found. He convinces himself this time he will not get carried away and act foolishly with his money. He cannot afford to do this. A deep breath and he moves toward the middle one in a row...

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Memory Chip

Submitted to Contest #58

Susan’s mind obsessively repeated the opening phrases of her presentation.  She walked at a brisk clip through the corridor, her sensible pumps making light taps on the tiled floor.  She knew her work, she was prepared with a stellar presentation.  She knew she was going to impress the board with her findings.  Research was her thing.  She was good with numbers and graphs and correlating meaning into the results.  Her most recent work with the Biotech group had been intriguing and highly successful.  She wa...

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A broken heart is nothing more than a beggar.

Submitted to Contest #58

Love yourself. Every single neuron seemed to fire this message just so that she could lift her head off the pillow and start the day.It didn't seem possible. To be so... so what? Mulled over. All together, mulled over. She felt as if she overthought, over-dreamt, and over-worried throughout the course of a lonely day. Weekends were beginning to feel like time-suckers where she spent half the time trying to motivate herself to do something and the other half wondering where the time went when she finally did something. Or did she? Was she eve...

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Lights Out: The Elevator to Hell

Submitted to Contest #58

Wallace Arnton, the civil criminal defense attorney, was far from an innocent man. His place of work was a predictably ostentatious skyscraper, with the sort of fancy elevators that played classical music and accurately announced the current floor and direction of their pending motion.Most unfortunately for Wallace, one of the elevators was about to malfunction.As the workday ended and Wallace stepped inside the sliding doors, a pleasant voice said “going down”. Naturally, Wallace worked on the top floor and was accustomed to the long descen...

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When Your Light Went Dim

Submitted to Contest #58

     What can one do when the one they loved the most was sufferings? No matter what you try, how much money you send, and how much hope you have, you know that there is nothing you can do to save them.          Wilhelmina stood over the limp form of her husband and held back a sob. She pressed a hand to her mouth and closed her eyes. He could not die. She needed him too much.          She bit her lip and forced herself to calm...

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Going down

Submitted to Contest #58

How can this be happening to me! Amber Allen always feared getting stuck in an elevator, but she usually avoided them and took the stair, but today was a different story. She was running late, forgot her runners, and there was no way she would do the ten levels to the office in time for the 8 am meeting. Amber hated to be late; even fifteen minutes was too close for comfort, but today she took the chance, and karma got her back. Not even thirty seconds into the ride, the cart stops and the lights dim, with an alarm sounding. It had to be tod...

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The Nightly Visitor

Submitted to Contest #58

The demon's next to my bed again. He's standing in the corner, watching me. I don't know much about him. All I know is that he's heavy. He sits on my chest when he appears and drags me down until I can't move. I try my hardest to lift my hand, desperate to slap the strange creature away, but I can't. I'm trapped on my back, forced to stare at the creature leaning over me, suffocating me with his mere presence.  I've seen him three times. The first time was on Monday when I'd settled down to sleep with a nice warm cup of hot chocolat...

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Tearful House

Submitted to Contest #58

"It can't be!" "Not again!" She screamed. Tears gathered around her eyes. The food on the centre table wasn't delicious to her anymore. Beans and fried plantain she made herself happily after struggling to save money to buy the plantain now looked like poop and worm on the plastic flat plate to her as she pushed it away from her sight. She scratched her afro to think of a way to get out of situation alive and unharmed. Fear of seeing the worst she has always dreamed about makes her to go to the kitchen to carry a knife to stab the man but he...

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Broken Wings

Submitted to Contest #58

They say it was the past that drove her crazy.Those carefree days when she had still been ruthless drunk on all fours, crawling across the calacatta-marble counter table, howling into the night. When inky black shadows that used to lurk only in the corners seemed to somehow materialize, an acrid tangibility that tried to rip apart her soul. When the blackbirds sang a daunting tune as if somewhat beckoning him. The eerie silence whispering in his ear, threatening to inch their way across his veins. She was left with nothing but regret.Listen ...

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