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Makayla A

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2025

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In His Keeping

Makayla A

Submitted to Contest #334

4/29/05 Sierra, my best friend, got this little journal for my birthday. I’m so excited for it. She said I talk so much so I should try writing it down for a change. I kinda like it. I’m going to decorate the top of it. Make it pretty. 5/1/05Jamie told me he loves me, he said he’d do anything for me. Isn’t he so romantic? 5/8/05I can’t believe this is happening. I don’t know what I'm gonna do. How can this be happening? This is not happening. No, no. It can’t be. 5/9/05Okay, it’s fine. I’m just going to tell mom, and everything will be okay....

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Forget None of This

Makayla A

I have given up on humanity. Everywhere I turn, I see evil. Lies reign over truth. People seek to use one another, all for selfish gain. Even a so-called “act of kindness” is rooted into pride and greed. We destroy ourselves. I wouldn’t be surprised if we accidentally wiped ourselves out, we seem to be doing that a lot with any other species. That’s why I’m giving up. Not one single person is good. Not a single soul. I’ve searched everywhere. For just one person, one person who was pure of heart. I guess that sort of person doesn’t exist. **...

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Blue Skies

Makayla A

Submitted to Contest #330

From the very start, we’ve been locked in a wild, relentless rivalry. No surrender, no tears, just pure, glorious chaos. We’ve pushed, shoved, bitten, scratched—if it’s trouble, we’ve tried it. We crash into each other, fully charged, never holding back. Most people don’t get it, but that’s the sibling code. And for us, it’s double trouble—we’re twins. This is simply how we’ve always been.***Throughout our lives, we have always competed. I said my first word before her and was the first to get in trouble. She started dating first, but I marr...

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What the River Tells Us

Makayla A

Submitted to Contest #324

I dip my hand in the river. The water continues its journey, unfazed by my presence. I try to scoop it up as if my hands were perfectly shaped. The sound of a branch breaking startles me. I turn around and find nothing. I dry my hand on my dress. Another footstep. I look up to a boy. He stared at me curiously. He stood on the other side, his hands in his pockets.“What are you doing?” I asked.His little green eyes stared back at me. I could tell he wanted to say something, but was unable to do it. He looked down at his feet and ran. I ran a...

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This Neverending Fight

Makayla A

Submitted to Contest #319

I stood in the darkness. With a single step, the darkness created ripples as if water was underneath me. I heard my name being called out. I searched but found nobody, all I could hear was the ripples. I fell to my knees only to find my reflection staring back up at me and so I reached. My hand sinks deeper and deeper until my entire body falls in. I hold my breath until I find a light. I see the sunlight's reflection out across the top of the water. I tried to swim up, but the darkness tugs at my feet. A chill ran up my spine as I was force...

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Not the Whole Truth

Makayla A

Submitted to Contest #316

Brian Semmerson was a good man. At least everyone thought so. But then came the uploaded video of him killing his wife. His world was turned upside down. Everyone turned up against him. The hero had fallen.***Brian and his wife, Joy were a good couple. They laughed and enjoyed each other’s company often. They were even expecting a baby in five months. Everyone supposed that Brian was a smart man, because no tensions between his wife ever arose. He had never been seen to go to the bar. If he was drinked, he went to a friend's house instead. H...

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A Mended Heart

Makayla A

Submitted to Contest #311

Sensitive content includes substance abuse and physical abuse The first time I met him; I didn’t like him. His goofy smile was untrustworthy, but so was everyone else back then. I eventually warmed up to him and trusted him. He was my friend. A true one. He was kind, I didn’t know what that was like. Only it couldn’t last, we left once summer was over and I never saw him again.…I was raised mostly by my mom. My dad left her when I was barely a year old. Whenever I asked my mom, ‘why?’ She gave a different answer each time. Left for a younger...

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I'm to Blame

Makayla A

Themes of suicide. I didn’t have a choice. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. There was no other way. There wasn’t! I could have died. I didn’t have a choice. But she did, didn’t she? She had a choice. And she chose wrong. Why is that my fault?! I had no other choice. I did the right thing. That’s what they told me. She was going to kill us all. Wasn’t she? Yeah, she was. I didn’t have a choice. It can’t be my fault. It isn’t! She had something metal in her bag. Sure, it could’ve been anything but it could have been a knife or a gun...

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Standing Here Without You

Makayla A

Submitted to Contest #285

Standing Here Without You The pain in my heart still feels like a thorn. It pierces in deeper as I think of him. A moment longer and my heart would bleed out, I don’t want it to. I’ve been numb these past couple of weeks and I want it to stay there. I don’t want any days without you by my side. I say you as we’re actually talking, yet it brings a shadow over me. It’s almost like a lie I tell myself every day or maybe I’ve just been forgotten. Thanksgiving was unbearable, I didn’t know how long I had you. Everyone moved on, our friends and fa...

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