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Alemu Bedane

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2024

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My favorite place the living image

My favorite place the living image I’ve always been the kind of person who falls in love with landscapes. But one landscape, imprinted deep in my earliest memories which held a place no other can reach. It isn’t drawn on a map, but engraved in my soul, like a living, breathing being. As a child, the world wasn’t made of inanimate things; everything had life for me. The hills spoke, the stars shone with purpose, the rivers whispered secrets, and the trees danced when no one was looking and I was the one to communicate with joyfully..From the...

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The Color of Lifeline

Weekly Contest #292

The Color of LifelineThe sun blazed its merciless fire, an unforgiving force of destruction. The grasslands, once abundant and rolling, shrank into ghostly remnants of their former selves. Changing into gray brittle and lifeless. Trees stood paralyzed, their leaves curled, whispering no songs life as usual. Only the dry crackle of despair. Rivers have gone. Their beds lay cracked, gaping wounds on the earth’s surface. The wind carried dust, thick and breathless, the scent of dust heavy in the air.The animals knew as they always did. The migh...

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Tomorrow, Son, Tomorrow

Tomorrow, Son, TomorrowDad would say it with that teasing smile of his, a promise wrapped in patience. But tomorrow always felt so far away, an unreachable horizon that never seemed to arrive yet until today. For years, I had burned with a child's eager fire, desperate to prove myself, to grasp the reins of the plow, to step into the world of men. At five, I had begged him. At ten, I had pleaded. At fifteen, I had demanded.But always, he would ruffle my hair and chuckle. “Tomorrow, son.” But his tomorrow, the promise I waited to be the next ...

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My Quiet Transformation

Weekly Contest #290

My Quiet Transformation by Alemu BedaneIt was a typical afternoon when the knock echoed through my door. I had just returned from school, stomach still heavy with the aftertaste of snacks, the dull hum of the radio filling the quiet space of my small room. I hadn’t expected anyone. In fact, I rarely expected visitors. But as I opened the door, my eyes went wide. Three of the most beautiful girls from my class stood at my door, smiling at me like a sunbeam cutting through the gloom of my solitude.I froze when I suddenly got head on them. They...

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The Tea Teacher

Weekly Contest #287

The sun hung heavy in the sky, its blistering rays casting long shadows across the dry, cracked earth. The village seemed suspended in time, far from the world I knew. The small school I had been assigned to sit isolated, far from the nearest source of clean water. The only water available came from a muddy pond that the villagers boiled before drinking. The other teachers had grown accustomed to it, their families had adapted, but I couldn’t. The sight of it made my stomach churn.I packed my bags and headed back to my hometown, seeking advi...

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