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Kevin Kenealy

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2023

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Emajanation Street

Submitted to Contest #211

Dorothy Einsberg, aged eighty nine, acted as if the world never left the 1950s. She was proud that she could still drive and rolled around in a candy apple red 1955 Chevy she bought with her retirement money. She couldn’t stand all of today’s SUVs, calling them “new monster trucks that all looked the same.” She got a few looks from male car enthusiasts, but whenever they complimented her on the car, she shook her head and called them “perverts.” The only places she frequented were the few left in Harrisburg still standing from her era - the ...

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Crash and Burn

Submitted to Contest #203

FADE IN: EXT  — NIGHT  A raging fire consumes a large residential home in the Chicago Beverly neighborhood… EMILY MURPHY, 35, sits on a curb across the street, staring in horror at the flames engulfing her home. The middle-aged housewife flips her auburn hair to the side with her ashy fingertips. She twirls her burned wedding wing around her delicate finger and sighs as plumes of smoke billow out of the upstairs windows. Firefighters try desperately to save what’s left of the housefire. Neighbors gather across the street, ...

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Ryan and Jim

Journal Entry Preface - January 29 He’s a part of me, and I’m a part of him. Yet, I cannot shake the idea that I want one to live and one to die. Dare I confront him? Every day I hate him more, but I want him more. He makes me do things. You can’t even begin to understand. Doctors can’t cure this. Even in my strongest moments, I know I will let him in eventually. He is everywhere. Yes, I am weak. Do your worst! Eat my body, but please don’t take my soul. HYDE. Journal Entry One - January 30 These bedroom walls are my sanctuary. Each wall tel...

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