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Hudha Careem

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2022

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@maya.jpg📍 posted 11:47 PM“found this in my camera roll and honestly… I don’t remember taking it.”[📷 a blurry photograph of an empty bedroom]1,842 likes327 comments@zoya.exe:girl why does your room look haunted 😭@maya.jpg:BECAUSE IT IS@sarahhh:girl stop 😭😭@maya.jpg:I'm serious.@noorwrites:Wait.@noorwrites:Is that your room?@maya.jpg:yes@noorwrites:Then why is your mirror covered?@maya.jpg:What?@noorwrites:The mirror. Look at the left side.@maya.jpg:…@maya.jpg:I didn't notice that.@zoya.exe:okay I officially regret opening Instagram tonight@s...

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The Last Page

At 11:47 p.m., there were seventeen minutes left.Mira stared at the blinking cursor.It was a very small thing, the cursor.A thin white line appearing and disappearing at the end of a sentence, as if the computer itself were breathing.She hated it.She had been staring at it for nearly an hour.On the desk beside her was a cup of tea she had forgotten to drink. A thin skin had formed over its surface. Beside that lay three pens, a notebook with its spine broken, and a photograph turned face down.The manuscript occupied most of her screen.THE TH...

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What will you do when you wake?

Weekly Contest #320

I have always lived in the narrow rhythm of routine. Mornings began with the same alarm, the same hurried breakfast, the same mechanical greetings. My life was not broken, yet it never felt whole either. Like a book stuck open in the middle, pages stiff with dust, waiting for a reader who had forgotten it on the shelf.Lately, something had shifted. At night, my dreams no longer scattered into fragments by morning. Instead, they lingered. They clung to me like smoke in my hair, leaving behind images sharper than anything I experienced in waki...

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measuring tape

Weekly Contest #319

Step 1: Acquire measuring tape.Step 2: Decide today is the day to measure everything. Walls, floors, ceilings, tables, chairs, plants-everything.Step 3: Ignore Step 0, which was “Check if your measuring tape obeys the laws of physics.”The tape is shiny. 50 feet long. I hook it on the living room wall. Pull slowly. Smoothly. Elegant. Satisfying. A triumph.And then it jumps. Yes. Jumps. Like it has a vendetta. Hits the ceiling. Rebounds. The hook slips. Tape slaps my forehead. I stumble back. Crash into the coffee table. Coffee table wobbles. ...

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TRUth beyond EArth

Truth Beyond EarthThe room was suffocating with silence. Hundreds of soldiers stood in perfect formation, rifles lowered, eyes unflinching. Their leaders shouted at them, red-faced and trembling, but not a single soldier moved.“You have your orders!” one general barked, slamming his fist against the table. His voice cracked with desperation, the echo ringing through the steel chamber.But the soldiers did not obey.The air grew heavy, as though history itself was holding its breath. The world beyond those walls seemed to lean closer, straining...

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