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Kyra Howe

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2023

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Angel Shot

The chill of snow flew past my face as I rushed inside the only building still open, pressing my back tightly against the glass door, holding it shut. A bell dinged above my head. The fear coursing through my veins was colder than the snow melting on my jacket. The building now providing me solace was an old bar, the walls all but leaking during the blizzard. There was next to no heat, only the bodies occupying space making the room slightly warmer than the outside. The difference might have been more drastic had there been more people insid...

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Mama's Paints

I’ve always loved painting. There’s just something about the creative spirit that comes with making something totally new and unique that I live for, even if it’s tried to kill me more than once before. I was thirteen the first time it happened. I was sitting in my moms old art room working on a project for art class while on a video call with my best friend, Elizabeth, Eliza for short. We were working on the same project. All we had to do was make an art piece depicting some type of pollution in the world. I chose to paint the impact of p...

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Illegal Radio

Weekly Contest #238

I couldn’t believe I found it. An old radio hiding in my grandfather’s attic. I didn’t even know radios like this still existed after the technological revolution of 2088 when the government ordered all electric devices, including old ones, to be permanently destroyed. They couldn’t risk the AI forces regaining power through even the smallest charges. Lights, music, vehicles, and anything else with any connection to electricity at all was shut down and burned over a decade ago.  And yet, there I sat, on the dirty floor of my late grandf...

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The Power of Time

“Happy New Ye-!” My best friend, Alicia, shouted as the clock finally hit midnight. Her voice stopped halfway through the word year and her hands froze in the air. It was actually like everything in the room had frozen. Alicia, Justin, and the bottle of champagne Ray was popping open. The TV was stuck right at zero on the countdown and the cork of the bottle was sitting in the air two inches away from my face. I didn’t understand. How could everything be stuck in this one moment between years? And how was I not frozen? All of a sudden,...

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