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H.R Reichert

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

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The Dream

1983 45th Parallel North “Who is he?” She thought “What does he want?” She ran up the stairs and to the left into the kitchen, she stumbled and fell. She crawled backward into a corner and blindly grabbed a knife, her hair a mess and blood running down her forehead into her mouth, the taste was sour. The shadowy figure stood in front of her. He was eight feet tall and slender. His arms were long even for his size. His figure was man-like but the outline of his was jagged and barbed, she could nearly feel the razor blade-like outline slice...

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The day I set my alarm for eight

Weekly Contest #35

I set my alarm for eight Not seven This task I could procrastinate But either way, I won't be late I hop into my bright blue bed Catching another hour of sleep Because I set my alarm ahead My fluffy blankets make me warm An hour more Because I’ll get up at A time one hour out of the norm! Beep Beep Beep Looks like it's the end of my extra sleep I rejoice my dreams but when I glare out my window I see laser beams And flying cars And Future detectives smoking future cigars I was so surprised I almost lost my future silver hat Wait what's that!...

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The Corgi and the secret Latch

Weekly Contest #34

The day that it happened was one that couldn’t be forgotten but also mustn't share for the public could not handle a story so extreme. The sky was painted dull colors like gray and black (not the least bit pretty). The sun was nearly non-existent and if it was not for the rolling clouds and the brain shaking thunder you wouldn’t have known it was only about 12:30 pm. And what could only be described as a white fog with green tints was rolling across the ground like a tumbleweed. The fog crept around the corners of the London streets ever so ...

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