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Patrick Bushey

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

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The Un-Deaf

"GUeSS WhAt, DeShaWn,” Jamal, the deaf kid yells while sitting at an orange table in a library. A grumpy lady with red hair and big, thick glasses, with a mole right on her nose, comes up to the table and slams her fist on it.  “Don’t you know you’re in a library?” she crankily askes. “I’m so sorry, ma’am, I-,” DeShawn starts to say. “Oh save it, I know about you people. Always breaking the rules. Now, be quiet or I’m going to kick you out into the street!” “Yes, Ma’am,” DeShawn replies very quietly. “WhAhT wAs DaT ‘bOuT, DeShAwN,...

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The Great MacWin

Submitted to Contest #91

“OOOOWWWW,” Daniel MacWin’s hurting patient yelled for the fourteenth time in a row. “Can someone get this guy to shut up?” asked Assistant Dr. Martin Fischer. Just then, Dr. Daniel MacWin came into the room. “Hey, dude. Look, I need you to calm down for a second, okay? We’re about to do a biopsy to see what this sickness is. Whatever you do, don’t panic and don’t worry; everything is going to be alright.” “Ok, Doctor,” the patient said, however so reluctantly. “I’ll book an operating room, sir,” said Dr. Martin Fischer. “A WHAT?” yell...

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Isaac Hunt, Law Enforcement Officer

Submitted to Contest #90

There he sits, in the crowded train going to Memphis, Tennessee, rereading yesterday’s newspaper from April 24, 1942. Halfway there the man begins to regret his decision of applying for a law enforcement job. Why did I leave the beautiful, scenery of Kentucky for this stupid job? he ponders. I like food better than music. But, life has its reasons that it keeps to itself. All of a sudden, a black man is getting on the train. He sits down in the front. “Hey, you,” the conductor says. “Go to the back of the train.” “But, sir, I-” “I don’t...

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