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JOHN FERRIGNO

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2022

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Dear Satan, I Have Been a Very Good Boy

Submitted to Contest #302

It isn’t often that Lucifer Morningstar received a letter. When the envelope came across his desk, the King of Hell was intrigued. He held it, examining the childishly scrawled words on the front. There was no return address. There was hardly anything to indicate it was actually for Lucifer. It said “Satan’s Workshop” on the front and it had found its way to his desk.Taking a hold of an ornate letter opener (because Lucifer found pleasure in having nice things), he sliced open the envelope. The letter fell into his hand.“Dear Satan,My name i...

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My Morning Routine

Submitted to Contest #282

People are always surprised that I still use an alarm clock. Once time travel became common place, getting anywhere on time was no longer a problem. You rarely saw anyone who wasn't well rested these days. Time Chambers were found in virtually any house, as standard as a television set or a microwave. Still, there was something about them that made me uneasy. All that shifting around, forwards and backwards in time. It never seemed like the kind of thing that should be taken for granted. It reminded me of math class, when the teacher would i...

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How I Learned To Let Go

Submitted to Contest #250

No matter who you are or what you do, stress can get the best of you. I developed an approach to life that allowed me to handle stressful situations. I just ask myself, "one year from today, is this going to matter in your life?" That mantra has served me well over the years. However, the lesson that taught me that phrase was so traumatic that I almost didn’t survive the experience. There was one time when something flew into my ear and dug into my brain, where it laid eggs and infected me with a thought devouring virus that I just couldn't...

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The Hand

Submitted to Contest #176

Maxwell hopped around the Field, enjoying the feel of the sun warming his fur. His nose twitched as he followed the scent towards his meal. The Field always had plentiful food and Maxwell was in the mood for lettuce. He was a simple rabbit, enjoying simple pleasures. As Maxwell approached the lettuce, his cotton tail twitched in excitement. The lettuce was especially crisp and saturated today. The sky was the perfect shade of blue. Birds were singing a happy tune. Their song was seemingly just for him. Maxwell did not need anything more than...

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