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Clara Martin

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021

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Snowbound for Christmas

It's Monday December 23, 2023 at 8:30 in the morning. My lift just dropped me off at the Portland International Airport here in Maine. I had been so excited for months to finally see my grandparents Agatha and Winston Riley. I was with my grandparents since I was three years old after my mother ran off with an old boyfriend. I love the small town of Cherry-town, Alabama. It was named for the sweet cherry orchids that grew there year around. After graduating from college four years ago to pursue better opportunities, I moved to Portland Maine...

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The Music Box

It was a cold and windy Autumn afternoon in Clarksville, Alabama. Macy Grant was returning to her home from working a double shift at the St. Vincent Memorial Hospital where she was a registered nurse. She notices sitting on her porch a small intricately wrapped package on her doorstep. After picking up the package, Macy notices that there was no note or indication of who had left it.The last thing that she had ordered that was delivered was her uniforms and that was three weeks ago from a local shop in town. Macy picks up the package and ta...

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The Last Confession

The Last ConfessionIt was Friday September 15, 2023 . I was dreading catching my flight to Chicago to see my friend Gwen Coleman for the last time. I remember going to the doctor with her when she was first diagnosed with lung cancer. I guess I was ignorant thinking that only people who smoked got lung cancer. Gwen never smoke cigarettes a day in her life and she became ill with the disease. It started with a cough that didn't seem to go away even with treatment. Then the shortness of breath. I finally persuaded he to go to see a doctor. By ...

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The True Story of Hansel and Gretel

The True Story of Hansel and Gretel Hansel and Gretel were portrayed as sweet little children who were left alone in the woods by their parents. Then they came upon an house of an evil witch who lured them into a trap with her house being made of goodies. The story goes on to say that the evil old witch fatten up the children so that she could cook and eat them. At the end of the story they killed the witch by tricking her to get into the oven and she was burned to death. This is a false story told by people who don't really know the true ...

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First Date Disaster

First Date Disaster During the summertime, we had vocational bible school at our church. I was in the tenth grade at the time when I befriended a boy named Terrence. Terrence was tall, light complexed and had curl sandy hair. I like him from the start not because he was good looking but because he was so funny. His mother Carol and my mom Brenda were good friends when they were going to school together. The two thought it would be cute for their kids to start dating. At the time I thought it was a good idea too. Terrence was such a gentlem...

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Tales of Amethyst

Tales of Amethyst It's not easy being a witch today, unlike back in the old country. I come from a generation of Anglican witches. We don't believe in the dark magic. I have seen first hand the pain that it has caused to many people. My grandmother witness a dark witch being pulled by her hair in the depth of hell by evil spirits for all her wrong doings. She told me that it was terrible sight to see. The evil witch would scream for days on in of being tortured for her sinful ways. It was a omen for the rest of us who was willing to cross o...

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The Little Girl with the Crimson Ribbon

The Little Girl with the Crimson Ribbon In the fall of 1976, I had butterflies in my stomach about going to school after our long summer break. Over the summer, I had cataract surgery and my mom had to go with me to talk to my teacher. We didn't have a car back then, so the bus driver was kind enough to let my mom ride the school bus with me. I don't think the other student understood why a grown woman would be riding the bus to school. A little boy with red hair and freckles kept looking over his seat at her in amazement. “It's my first d...

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The Neighbor

The Neighbor September 8, 2018 Dear Diary, I find myself having impure thoughts about my thirty seven year old neighbor. He's a really sweet young man with milk chocolate skin, clean shaven, muscular build and so tall that I have to look towards the sky to see his handsome smile. Sometimes I find myself feeling ashamed of these erotic feelings that are surging through my body every time I see him coming outside checking his mailbox or just mowing his lawn. For goodness sake, I have sons this boys age. I'm a lonely 54 year old woman and I ha...

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The Curse of the Full Moon

The Curse of the Full Moon The moon rose full and unforgiving, casting an eerie light across the silent forest. It's a night like many others cold, dark, brimming with secrets. My senses tingled as my skin prickled, fur pushing through a familiar yet painful transformation. The transformation takes me over bone shifting and skin splitting as the beast inside me burst forth. My vision sharpens, colors fading but details springing into vivid focus. The once boring forest floor seemed to come alive with scents, sounds, and sights invisible to...

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The Midnight Snack

The Midnight Snack Suddenly, a brilliant flash of lightning lit up the room, followed by a deafening clap of thunder. The storm had arrived. Emma awaken from her sleep by the noise. The rain began to beat down wildly against he rooftops and windows. Lightning flashes through Emma's bedroom like a giant spotlight. Whiskers jumps into her bed and curls up besides her. “You're not afraid of the lightning are you?” ask Emma, as she strokes her orange tabby cat along the soft fur on his back. Emma stomach begins to growls madly. All she had to e...

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The Letter

The Letter Terry Oldster was a very savvy business woman that took over a fortune 500 company after her father John passed away. She was forty-five years old and never had a family of her own, or cared about having one. Terry was strictly about keeping up with the money market and staying as rich as possible. She was tough on her employees and rarely giving them time off of work to be with their own families ever during the holidays. Terry spent most of her nights at the office. She had a condo on the upper east side of New York which she ra...

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The Haunted Typewriter

The Haunted Typewriter It's early Friday morning in the small southern town of Colbert Alabama. Annette Charles decided to go to the local flea market to purchase a vintage typewriter. She entered in the Nantucket Writers Competition that was held every year in town. The prize for the winner is five thousand dollars. Annette wanted to win the money to go on her class reunion cruise. She got dressed and fed her tabby cat Isis. On her way out of the door, she ran into her neighbor Rena.“Good morning,” said Rena. “Are you going into town?”“Ye...

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Ronny's Paris Adventures

Ronny's Paris Adventures In the quiet town of Pleasant River, life moved at a gentle pace. For as long as he could remember, Ronny had dreamed of seeing the world beyond the familiar streets and rolling hills of his hometown. He pent countless hours reading travel books and watching documentaries. Ronny imagined himself in far-off places. He soon realized that dreams are one thing but taking the first step was another.On his twenty first birthday, Ronny received a gift that would change his life. An all expense plane ticket to Paris. His ...

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A Summer Wedding Ceremony

A Summer Wedding Ceremony It was a beautiful summer morning in June. The sun cast a gentle glow over the picturesque garden where the wedding ceremony was to take place. Flowers and ribbons of pink and purple aligned the yard surrounding the chairs. The guest began to arrive to the ceremony around two o'clock. Each guest were dressed in their finest attire. Their faces beaming with joy and anticipation of the blissful event. The ushers stood at the door dressed in their classic black tuxedos with wedding programs in hands for the guest.The...

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“Why I Killed My Husband?” The Gwendolyn Pearson Story

  “Why I Killed My Husband?”The Gwendolyn Pearson Story My name is Gwendolyn Rene Pearson. I'm serving life without the possibility of parole in the Parkway State Prison for women here in Greenville, Alabama. I was found guilty of killing my husband Samuel Pearson and his mistress Diana Wynn on September 18, 1998. My husband Samuel was an abusive prick for the whole 23 years that we were married. We had four beautiful kids together : Samuel Jr. 22, Janice 20, Michael 17, and Teresa 14. We met our sophomore year at Mulberry Univer...

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