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Nao Sei

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2024

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Why did it have to be you ?

Weekly Contest #342

Why did it have to be you? Had I been given a choice, I would have preferred someone taller, more attractive, or even more intelligent. My life is so difficult, and you always add to the weight. Speaking of weight, as soon as I gain a pound, you can't help but make your pseudo- innocent smirks, saying, “And yet you bought that chocolate bar.” Your reproaches goround and round in my head to the point where I lose sleep. Like a Gemini cricketwho can't keep its mouth shut, who always has a quick comeback, morals on the tip of their tongue and, ...

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Nowhere to go

It was raining. I had nowhere to go now. It was just the logical progression of events. First my job, with a thank you, then my wife, with a sorry, and now my apartment, with a fuck you. A dirty stinking squatter, as they call me with such rage between their teeth. A tenant for years, not a problem, but as soon as you stop feeding the landlord's greedy pockets, you're the root of all evil on earth. Bastard. He could at least have chosen another day to throw my old bones out on the street.I dragged my feet, wandering aimlessly in the rain, so...

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Unlocked

Weekly Contest #262

Feeling its breath on the back of my neck, biting and icy, the gloom envelops me. The thrill of belonging to a shapeless mass makes me smile ear to ear. I've fought a lot against this darkness. It wasn't mine to begin with, it resisted me, I feared it. Why couldn't I escape you? I wanted to flee this bleak space with its moisture-molded wooden walls and immerse myself in the outside world. There was no breath of life within these walls. Still young and foolish, I hoped to warm myself in my expectations. In search of some form of fun, comfort...

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A secret in golden ink

Weekly Contest #238

A secret in golden ink Lost between the waves of my memories, buried in the depths of the waves, the echo of the "lost half" calls to me. This phrase, written in gold ink on a precious notebook, had intrigued countless curious individuals. Some persistently tried to decipher or question its author, but she just stared glassily at the line. Out of frustration, one might think it was some kind of beautiful phrasing, one of those sentences with no real substance that aim only for the most aesthetic form in order to make a few simpletons exclai...

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