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Fray Crowett

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2023

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Morals and Crosswalks

Weekly Contest #282

I don’t have bad days, but despite that, I was having an awful day.  I got stuck in traffic and my usual parking lot was full by the time I got there. Looking outside the parking lot I still couldn't find any parking near my work. And when I did find parking, it was 2 blocks away. This meant I had to walk from there just to get to work on time.  And worst of all, at the final crosswalk to get to my work, I was next to some old bat of a woman.  She has a tacky tan purse, a floral dress and a sun hat that is far too big. On top ...

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Snowed In Lovers

Weekly Contest #281

Beverly was awoken by the scent of hot chocolate wafting through the room. Followed shortly by an Angel moving the bed sheets out of her face. Or at least someone who looked just as divine. Her girlfriend spoke in a soft voice,  “Good morning my love, did you sleep well?” Beverly couldn't help the dopey grin that appeared on her face,  “Why yes, yes I did. It also got a whole lot better when my gorgeous girlfriend joined me and I could sleep cuddled against her.” A cute blush crept up Livvy’s face,“Well just so you know, you’re gor...

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Where's My Donut?

Weekly Contest #280

“Why is my donut missing John?”“Well, Caroline, I assume someone ate it and since you're asking me, that someone probably isn't you.”“You’re right, I didn’t eat it, someone else ate my donut. Now, tell me the truth, did you eat my donut John?”“No, I didn't eat your donut, I'll admit that I did eat A donut today, but it wasn't your donut. I went and bought myself a donut.”“You don't even normally like donuts that much, why in the world would you go out and buy your own donut?”“Well, I saw your donut-”“And ate it?.” “No. I forgot how much...

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Hour 23 of the Execution

I start the 24 hour timer on my watch. Hour 1 of the Execution I looked at my corpse. It was a collection of gore. It had brown hair and blue eyes. The eyes were disgustingly glassy. On top of that, it had on my tattered sweatpants and favorite t-shirt. Overall, I looked awful, I had expected to look shabby going into this, but didn't think it'd be this bad. It didn’t help that my skeleton had torn through the back of my corpse.  Even before becoming this, I knew exactly what was happening to me, what happened to everyone infected. Firs...

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