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Duresha M

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2025

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Escape

Duresha M

Elara: “Mom? Mom, are you there?”Mother: “...Elara? Oh my God—Elara? Where are you?”Elara: “Shh, keep your voice down. I don’t have long. They’ll notice.”Mother: “Who? Who will notice? Where are you? Tell me!”Elara: “The soldiers. I—ran. I slipped out when they were changing shifts. I don’t know how far I got. I just—”Mother: “You escaped? My baby, you escaped?”Elara: “Stop calling me that. I’m not a baby anymore. I’ve seen things. I’ve—done things.”Mother: “You’re thirteen. You’re still my child.”Elara: “Thirteen in years. Thirty in my head...

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Second Place

Duresha M

The chicken smelled of rosemary and garlic, golden and glistening on the platter. Steam curled up from the mashed potatoes, buttery and smooth, while green beans sat limp in a bowl no one had touched yet. The dining room light buzzed faintly, casting everything in a warm glow that felt fake, too cheerful.Alani sat hunched over her plate, cutting her chicken into tiny, precise squares. Across from her, Aria’s laugh rang like a bell—light, effortless. Their father chuckled along, and their mother leaned toward the guest at the end of the table...

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Waiting

Duresha M

The red numbers on Mabel’s alarm clock read 12:07 a.m., the colon between hours and minutes blinking steadily like it knew exactly how much she hated it. She lay on her side, knees tucked close, staring into the dark. Her room felt colder than it had earlier, but she didn’t want to get up and get a blanket.She was waiting.The heater hummed in the corner, but the rest of the house was too quiet, too still. Even the wind outside seemed like it was holding its breath. Nights like this were always the hardest.Her father’s schedule was unpredicta...

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