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Paul Tyree

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2024

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The Sun Sets upon the Moment

Paul Tyree

The miles of smiles were felt as the lips pressed together in a way that even the sounds of the kiss were felt. No one was aware that the kiss placed was the either a beginning or an end. The moment was like in slow motion and it was going so slow that it would be felt for many years to come. It would be felt by young and old alike, spanning space and time, out into the galaxy that was used to define our own and way beyond the universe light years ahead of the after affects had long since come and gone and then boomeranged in an effort to be...

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So Long Mr. Pumpkin Head

Paul Tyree

It was the best of the worst and the worst of the best. It came as a shock to one and to all. It was felt from the little people and felt by the bigger little people. It was the end of an era. It was the beginning of an end. Yet it was more than less and less than more. It was an era of false, and the truth was still in the running. The beloved character, Mr. Pumpkin, was an iconic TV and stage personality, with Mr. Dutch and several other characters, had seen each other through the best and worst of times. Bad ratings and low self-esteem ha...

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Addiction is an Obsession gone Awry

Paul Tyree

To live with an addiction that make you turn into an obsession after you have glared at it or stared at it for many years, can make your brown eyes blue, or maybe your blue eyes red. Crying over the idea that your addiction will never be more than you dreaming about that obsession as though you deserve to be part of it and to keep it a secret, can almost drive you insane. You get jealous when you see your addiction get closer to the one you wish was you filling them shoes instead of the odd ball whose arm your obsession is hanging onto. Then...

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And They all were There

Paul Tyree

So, this is the story of several outlandish style creatures or those who had to hide themselves from sight or had to keep their other identities a secret from the modern world in more ways than one. The monsters of the fright night table were as follows. You have a werewolf, a vampire, a mummy, a ghost, a boogieman, a creature from the black lagoon, a dinosaur, and a wizardlock. The last is a cross between a wizard and a warlock, both as evil as one can be alone, but both merged together it can be double deadly. The other creatures or ghouls...

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Your Past is Meant to Haunt You

Paul Tyree

So how the words, "it was a dark and stormy night", along with "skeletons in your closet" and then adding, "digging up the past, all sounds suspicious at best. They are phrases that may cause you to look guilty. If this is meant to frighten you or make you afraid to step out of the house in broad daylight, then if you are guilty, and I am not saying you are, but as Columbo would, uh sir/ma'am I have just one more question to ask, then you are truly suspect and possibly guilty of that and who knows what else. Family Histories are part of what...

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Nostradamus Fallacies

Paul Tyree

To be or not to be. "The question was what?" Let's see if we can figure out what was meant by this saying and go from there. Then if we can figure it out and find the answer that was meant to be mentioned, then maybe the question behind life itself will be clearer than the sunshine morning removing the blinding fog. It seems that when we only stop and figure out life in a more basic way, not allow ourselves to become a follower of the next big thing, then we will realize we are smarter than we give ourselves credit for. For one to predict or...

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The Day the World was Gone

Paul Tyree

The day started off like any other day. The moment was beginning to show signs of the past that arrived at the very minute the news was announced that Dr Highend spoke of the end of all things that were presently happening would cease to exist and poof it would be all gone. The moments were filled dread and sadness, as the millions who saw the news cast were shocked at such a prediction. It was like someone who predicted the future, and it actually coming true. It was like someone was able to foresee the future and able to predict it as thou...

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I Remember then I Forget

Paul Tyree

I wake up in the morning and proceed to look in the mirror, seeing the other person, who is a reflection of me. It is kind of spooky at the idea of someone looking back at you, who mimics your every gesture, every move, everything you say or do. I see the person who looks like me yet the idea of this person who is just like, being just like me, who is in fact me. This person allows me the opportunity to either admit or deny yet will only place the blame on me as I am the one at fault. I sulk over, dwell on, mull over the idea of the person l...

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OH No Garland!!!!

Paul Tyree

Yep, this is another solemn story about a cat caught up in a tree, but it was never intending to come back down. The cat named after the family's last name, was part of a litter of kittens that made Garland the runt of the bunch. Garland was so independent and so carefree, that the last thing running, or on Garland's mind was to make his way up the tree, without thinking about how to then get back down. It was this one morning that grandmother was out trying to find a stray dog or cat to take home with her, even though she was no longer livi...

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The Cat Was Out and Was Dragged In

Paul Tyree

"Who let the cat out of the bag?" "Who let the cat be dragged in only to be let out?" "Who thought the cat was to have this done and was ok with using a perfectly good cat, instead of a dog?" "Who lets it out of the bag that it was caught in before, then let it be let out, then dragged to who knows where?" These and other questions were playing in my mind, paying a part on my mind that may or may not be allowed to be asked when they want us to testify and ask the questions at the trial for the death of an alley cat, Tom Ficker. Yes, the cat ...

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The Cat Jumped Out of the Pumpkin

Paul Tyree

Oh, the cat was tired of being inside the pumpkin that had made its life a miserable hell, since it was first on the scene, thirty-one days before his Halloween. Damn Jack-o-lantern had been its own worst enemy since it was given the free will to become whatever it wanted to be, unless being Jill-o-lantern was a choice. Sitting on the front porch stoop was not a choice it wanted to make in the first place. It was not happy with the Mr. & Mrs. Plump Potato Head twins, not happy with the outcome of Jack the Frost being so frigid and cold, ...

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The Outcome Terminal

Paul Tyree

The day was one that would start out as any other day. During the summer, the sunshine would be its brightest and the day would be hot but not too hot. The wind would be blowing either east to west or west to east and sometimes the breezes blown would be strong but not too strong. The whispers of the voices that were part of the scheme of things would make it seem as though you were hearing voices like the imaginary ones that you imagined you heard in your head. Way down deep you knew that they never existed. The mind games played by all wer...

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The Madness of Silence

Paul Tyree

The distant loud laughter was heard throughout the halls and rooms of the old Victorian, which had seen better days in its own triumph and glory of yesteryear. It had once seen much action and had been the heartbeat of parties and gatherings that were the talk of the town. Being the center of attention had its own good and bad days that were the pinnacle of rumors and gossip, spread like wildfire and made to be more than they actually were in truth. It was the days when an insane asylum was the place for experiments and for torture that was ...

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Oh What May be Around the Next Corner

Paul Tyree

The pitch-black darkness has no lights to shine and help you see what is in the corners and in the closets, or behind the doors or under the bed. You turn your head to the left and then to the right. You begin to sweat and feel the hair on your arms and the back of your neck stand straight up. You feel for some way to find a lantern or some source of light that will allow you to see. The thoughts of all the horror movies come to mind as you are feeling uneasy and a little sick to your stomach, nervous and anxious, afraid that the next move y...

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Leaving This Differently Than It Was Found

Paul Tyree

To find something in a location not known to hold things in its grasp then you notice it is not the same room or the same floor and the sun is rising instead setting. You reach for the items left on the bed and pick through them slowly, seeing if you can find some clothes to try on and wear. This is not how you imagined your vacation ever being. You had heard rumors of crime and injustice not only walking hand in hand but the best of buddies. You find a pair of pants that look too short in length and too tight in the waist. You find a shirt ...

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