Menu

More apps built by Reedsy

Assemble a team of professionals

The writing app for authors

Writing courses, events and memberships

Get your book reviewed

Weekly writing prompts and contests

Menu
Prompts
Contests
Stories
Blog

Maria Moore

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

Stories
Comments
Library
4 Followers
7 Following

9 Stories

213 karma pts

?

I Ask Myself Why

Weekly Contest #90

I sit upon this trainAnd stare out the window,As the gray high rises flash by,Making me ask myself why;Why do cities have to be so noisy?Why do people want to live in such places?Why would they opt to breathe smog, choked air?Why, when they could live anyplace, but there?Every day I see the same people, though I know not their names,Nor do I ask. They are strangers to meAnd I to them. I ask not, because they will never want mine.And I have to ask myself why.Why are there some that say, “You should not talk to that person,Because you don't kn...

12 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

The Demon of Eagle Ridge

Weekly Contest #89

The End“How am I supposed to sleep after that?”“RAWR,” I shout, making several campers scream themselves, “That was the scream of a Black Panther. It may or may not be the demon of legend, but I wouldn’t want to find out. Now, time to go to bed.” I heard one camper say, as they all huddled together, as they walked back to the cabins,“That sounded like a woman screaming bloody murder,” A spooked camper stuttered in awe.“The demon remains and now and then, a couple of campers that wander off by themselves disappear, never to be seen or heard f...

7 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Lying Her Way To Death

Weekly Contest #88

 Once there was a girl, named Cryssandra, whom lived in New York and liked making up stories. She wanted to be a writer, some day, and she would think of the most fantastic tales, ever told, and tell them to everyone she knew.She told that the stories came to her mind from some other dimension, but no one believed her. When she wasn't telling these tall tales, Cryssandra was trying to compete with her friends about who could tell the best lies. She always won.She would argue with her brother, Mathias, about what killed the dinosaurs. He...

12 likes 2 comments 2
Read story

How My April's Fool Prank Made Me Single (And Helped Me Find True Love)

Weekly Contest #87

Last year my boyfriend, on April's Fools Day, had his friends, in the local police department, to prank arrest me and I vowed to get even. The trumped up charge was embezzling from his company, which I've never worked at. So, I schemed for the whole year and finally everything is ready. He will wish he'd never messed with Malina Reynosa and if it's a bit over the top, then, he just might dump me.I'm sitting in the airport's security office, where my very best friend, Mark Summers, is watching the monitors and will radio to the rest of the se...

13 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

The Chosen Ones

Weekly Contest #86

 A greenhouse sits on four acres, of rolling hills, lined on either side, with Rhododendron, in Upstate New York. A man opens the door and calls out in a cheery voice:“Hello, my beauties, It's time for your morning feeding.”Methodically, the man, named Arthur Quagmire, dips his hands into an old, Tupperware bowl, which he had inherited, from his mother. He spreads diced, fish onto the soil, which shields the roots, of red roses, which he had, also, inherited from his mother. He uses his fingertips, to kneed the fish into the soft soil, ...

20 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

The City Doesn't Kill You

Weekly Contest #85

 That’s the thing about this city… When you awaken you never know what the city or the day has in store for you. You never know if a voyeur lurks, in the shadows, of the high rises that blanket the metropolis, and you don’t know which are out to get you. I’m a voyeur, but not a Peeping Tom, which gets his kicks, spying on beautiful women. Nope, I’m the kind that lays in wait, so I can swoop in vigilante-style and save the neck of some poor sap.Trouble, with these saps, is they don’t believe supernatural beings are real...very real...and...

21 likes 2 comments 2
Read story

Crimson Eden

Weekly Contest #84

 I spot an email from a company I’ve never heard of. My curiosity gets me; I click it open. It’s an invitation for 10 people to stay one year, in a hollowdeck-type bunker, which consists of only one room. It stated $10,000 would be awarded, at the conclusion, of the program. However, leaving the program, at any time, before completion, even with one minute remaining, the money was forfeited.I second guessed myself, but I opt for calling the number listed. I reminded myself, of the bills that were coming due soon and the bills that were ...

7 likes 5 comments 5
Read story

The Opposite of Opposites Attract

Weekly Contest #83

 “I can’t believe the luck I’ve been having today,” I say into my cellphone; My friend, Andrea, is on the other end, listening fervently to every word I say. “First, I got hit by the mail-woman...What?...Andy, I know that’s not politically correct; But who cares? I am how I am, you know that. So, anyways, she doesn’t see me pulling out of my driveway...” I pause, as Andrea interrupts."Did you look both ways?"“Yes, both ways. She was parked at my mailbox and remained so, as I started pulling into the street. The old busybody across the s...

3 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

One Android's Journey To Live

Weekly Contest #82

 My name’s Araddius and I’m a humadroid, which was sired by a human woman and an American-Xorban android. My paternal sire is from Xorba, a sun, of the Xieria solar system, of the Xobagawa Galaxy, and my Earth mother is a Spanish-American woman, named Cadyn Dominguez, whom found my sire and repaired him. It was a year before she knew the full of his story and on my thirteenth birthday, my mother told me, of my androdian heritage.It was the year 2025, when a German-American astronaut went missing on a colonization mission to the moon; Ne...

12 likes 5 comments 5
Read story