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Anita Booke

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

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Fixing Future

Anita Booke

*This story is for the prompt of the character finding their name on an object, and somewhat includes this prompt* My steps came to a halt on the steep hillside. Grudgingly, I forced myself to keep trudging. Something had needed me here and I needed to find out what, before I slipped back to the present. I could already feel the sliding sensation that came when I was about to be pulled back. I willed myself into a jog, needing to reach the summit sooner.  The mist was thick around me and could almost see the droplets suspended in th...

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Perpetual Adventure

Anita Booke

Submitted to Contest #97

The rain thundered outside, echoing loudly off of the tin roof. A steady dripping sound came from the hole in the ceiling, the drops pinging as they hit the bucket. I bundled myself tighter inside my blankets, my flashlight brightening up the blank pages of a book.  I had been staring at it for two hours and flipped through every page, but there wasn’t a single word inside.  The rain picked up, hammering twice as hard against the battered windows. But as quickly as it had picked up, the rain had died down.  I stood up and s...

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A Twist of Fate

Anita Booke

Submitted to Contest #96

Two boys sat together on the pavement next to a playground, making car noises. Their miniature car models were being raced across the hot cement. The young white boy had a fancy, brand new Hot Wheels race car. The dark-skinned boy he was playing with had a rusty old truck that looked several years old. The two boys played all afternoon, but in there youth, never remembered to ask for each other's names. "Come on Robby, it's time to go," the white boy's mother called, scowling at her son's new acquaintance. "Don't want to catch germs." Ignori...

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