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Leah Dewey

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2023

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Mad Woman

Weekly Contest #373

“My name is Lainey, but for most of my life people have called me Alice. Alice because I spent too much time dreaming, living in my imagination, much like Alice in Wonderland. They often told me, ‘It’s all in your head, Alice, dear,’ as if that would explain away how and why I saw the world differently. Whether what I saw was real or not made no difference; I saw them, and they talked to me no matter how much I ignored them. “I learned very quickly that imaginary friends were only acceptable for children. I had a choice to make when I m...

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Greetings At Midnight

Weekly Contest #372

I said prayers at dinner, still firmly believing that if I didn’t, my food might poison me or God would hate me. I sit on my bed now and pray with my sister. I stare at her marine aura swirling with whiffs of iris. She is speaking the words out loud while I repeatedly ask God, in my head, to take away the visions of ghosts and monsters. He never answers me, though.  “Bianca, how do you know you’re still in Jesus’s light?” I ask as she finishes. My sister looks at me strangely, and I start to regret asking. I hope she doesn’t ask questio...

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The Last Night At The Carnival

Weekly Contest #371

“I really don’t think we are going to find anything. I doubt the store inside is even open,” Trevor muttered, pulling into the highway rest stop. I rolled my eyes and exchanged a look with Amanda. “Come on, Pete, back me up. This is so stupid. We should just get some beers and go back to the house.”  Amanda and I glanced at Pete, but he was too preoccupied with his phone. We smiled mischievously at each other.  “Pete!” Trevor cried out. Finally, Pete looked up and looked around to see everyone staring at him.  “What?” Pete ask...

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The Fatal New Year

Weekly Contest #370

“Ten! Nine! Eight!” the crowd is shouting. The year 1993 has finally come to a close. It’s officially 1994. The year of Forest Gump, Pulp Fiction, Ace of Base’s big hit “The Sign,” and “I Swear” by All-4-One. Bill Clinton is still in office, and McDonald’s Big Mac is under three dollars. What a year. The first time I went through this year, I was only eight. I was too young to care about much of any of its highlights except the Big Mac, of course. Now I find it a glorious time to return to. Through all the time periods I’ve experienced, the ...

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For My Daughter

Weekly Contest #369

I felt as if there should be tears. I felt as if I should have grief or stronger emotions. It all felt incredibly mundane, however. It’s not that I wasn’t sad; I knew I’d miss her, but there was a strong sense of relief now that she was dead. I felt I could finally breathe. I felt like a pressure and a weight had been lifted off of me. I grieved more for the mother she never was, the one I always wanted, because now she’d never get the chance. I grieved more for the people whose lives she more positively affected, those who would be sad to s...

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This Is How It Ends

Weekly Contest #361

* Mild graphic sexual descriptions * The summer sun glinted off her mocha-brown skin and highlighted the streaks of red and gold in her hair. Her smile was wild and infectious. I lay out on the towel, feeling the flecks of water evaporate off me in the heat, and watch her playing endlessly with her golden retriever in the water. It’s been like this every summer since I can remember: our families meeting together at the lake. I remember when we were younger, nothing held us back, nothing made it complicated. We were just untamed children lett...

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Event Horizon

Weekly Contest #354

“Come, Davis, you wanted to know what makes this experience so special. Come look out the window,” Lee offered. Fighting his feelings of uneasy frustration, Davis moved towards the cockpit. They seemed to be floating just above the Earth. Davis looked down at the stunning colors that popped against the black vacuum of space. Slowly, a new light appeared just beyond the Earth, creating a halo of bright white. It offered a sharp contrast against all else around them. “This is going to be your last sunrise for a while, Major Davis.” Lee chuckle...

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Summer Nights

Weekly Contest #314

I can’t sleep. I can’t relax. I can’t seem to stop my muscles from tightening and locking into an uncomfortable position. It’s too hot. I should bring the fan in from the garage, but I don’t want to get up. I don’t want to disturb anyone else. I wonder if she’s even asleep yet. She said she was struggling to sleep as well…. It’s too hot and I feel anxious, restless, tired, and sad. I can’t seem to gather my thoughts or feelings around anything long enough to change things or make it better.I wish he were here. I wish he were sleeping with me...

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The Trouble In The House

Weekly Contest #313

He inhaled lightly at the opening of the bottle. He let all the flavors permeate his nostrils. Cherry. Smoky oak and a hint of vanilla. He could already taste hints of the liquid on the back of his tongue. The scent lingered around the bottle and heightened as he poured it into the glasses in front of him. It had been a rough day for all of them. His wife and her sister had already started begging for wine before they’d started cooking dinner. Now the scents of roasted tomatoes, sweet peppers, and garlic intermingle with the deeper, rusti...

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The Garyorgy Effect

Weekly Contest #312

“Consciousness is a philosophical construct.”“Perhaps. Consciousness: there is debate about what qualifies as ‘true consciousness’. Some argue that higher reasoning and the ability to dream are key components of consciousness. Understanding the difference between right and wrong.”“You don’t think Ai can understand the difference between right and wrong?”“Any sense of ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ would be a program or set of code given to the Ai. That is not the same as true conscious understanding.”“Well, humans made up rules and decided what is ‘righ...

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Time Stopper

Weekly Contest #311

I supposed this was what I had wished for for a long time…. I had spent many hours letting my mind run wild on what I would do if I ever gained such magical powers. It felt like a dream, like all my problems would be solved if I could just have this one gift. But this was reality, not the fantasies I read about. Wishes were supposed to stay just wishes; they weren’t supposed to come true. Not that I complained when it happened… I just couldn’t get over the shock. That first day, I had accomplished so much. I felt the possibilities were endle...

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Benjamin Brady and the Grand Affair

Weekly Contest #309

“Hey Lilah!” Ben called as he crossed the parking lot in three easy steps. Did I remember him? Barely. Last time I saw him, he had seemed like such a little kid. Now he was definitely not. The beauty of his face and his developed muscles caught me off guard almost as much as the hug he swept me up into. “Hey Ben. How are you?” I asked. He released his grip and held my gaze with his sharp greenish sunflower eyes. The colors of his eyes seemed to swim around like an inviting pool. “I’m doing good. Just graduated and I’m headed to the Univers...

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The Lion Man

Weekly Contest #308

There was a time when you knew me better than anyone else. We couldn’t be separated, and I couldn’t imagine life without you. I still remember every detail of your face. I still remember every different smile you had. I remember the softness in your voice and the scent of your skin as you held me close. I still remember those summer nights when it was so warm we could sleep outside and count the stars. You had loved me then. At least, I thought you did. Everything about you is frozen like a photograph in my mind. How could things have change...

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Mirror Mirror

Weekly Contest #284

The room was backward. It was like looking at a reversed photograph of the space. My head was still foggy and spinning but I was awake enough to know that something was wrong. I was in my house and yet, it was clearly not my house at all. Everything was familiar but it was all different. Even the sunlight seemed to be coming from the wrong side as if it rose in the west and was spiraling in the opposite direction around the earth.  “Hello?” I called out, stupidly. I wasn’t sure who I was expecting to answer me. I heard a small jingle an...

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A Summer Dream

Weekly Contest #262

The pine trees swarmed around the lake like a great barrier keeping everything safely inside. To the boys: William and Michael, it seemed like the woods were creating a private summer get-away spot just for them. Of course, their parents and little sister were still tagging along - someone had to provide the snacks and juice boxes, they supposed. But once they had been well sunscreened and had their floaties tucked on they felt like they were swimming all along on their perfect island.  “Billy! Mikey! It’s time for lunch!” called their ...

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