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Pippin Took

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

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Dear Future Me

Weekly Contest #146

*A/N: I just read The Fault in Our Stars...leave me alone lol.* The day she died, I knew I was a lost soul. The moment the last breath left her body, I knew that it was going to be a long time before I loved people again. The second she left, I felt a stabbing pain in my heart, and then nothing. Absolutely nothing. *** I graduated high school with straight A's, even though I never studied for tests. Even though I spent all my after school time with her, running in grassy fields until dusk. After she was gone, I lived life in dull c...

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I Promised

*Hey guys!! I wrote this for fun out of nowhere, so sorry if it's not great. I wanted to share it with someone because I'm proud of how much my writing skills have grown in the last year since joining Reedsy. Enjoy!*Alina pulled her sheathed sword off the wall and strapped it to her side. She then put on her cloak; which was rich red and had gold trim on the hem, and tied back her hair into one long, dark braid. A few stray hairs were already escaping the tight binding of her hairdo. Alina then exited her small room in the army base, wh...

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STOP DOWNVOTING!

*Copied from Amethyst*Dear Reedsy,I've emailed you endless and endless times, however, you ignored. I NEED you to reply, please. It's all about downvoting. "Oh, this is just a thing about downvoting, B-O-R-I-N-G!" And skip.This is an important message, Reedsy.My friend Ari Reynes, has been downvoted from 4,600 to 1,000. This is unacceptable and the hard-worked for points are gone-poof. This isn't a threat, but a lot of people are taking breaks from Reedsy.I, myself, plan on leaving Reedsy for the sake of downvoters-(I am more ...

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We Are Nature

Weekly Contest #102

Humans are nature. We are violent and cruel, but we can also be strong, loving, and free. *** Present Day A Forest in Illinois A mourning dove sits in a tree. She glances around the forest. It is peak mating season, and she sees two males on the ground, fighting each other. She wishes she could tell them to stop, but she cannot.  The dove watches them fight, and the bigger one pecks the smaller one on his neck, bloodying him.  How odd, that since the males were born with testosterone and she with estrogen, that the male...

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I Wish I Could Love You (PG-13)

Weekly Contest #99

Trigger Warning: parental abuse, mention of mature themesI wanted to love you freely. I really did. But I can’t. I can’t.  Melanie Stevens sits on the old shag rug in her run-down house. She clutches a photograph covered in her oily fingerprints. The picture is of a boy, and on the back of the picture is a name scrawled in black pen. Henry. They met last year, and Henry fell in love with her. Melanie wants so badly to be able to love him back, but her parents hate him, just because he is Asian. But making love forbidden only streng...

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On the Failure of Humans

Weekly Contest #98

Maydon is a beautiful place, Faye thought. It’s paradise. Maydon, the smallish island Faye lived in, was gorgeous. It was full of lush, emerald jungle trees, beautiful fog in the mornings. Red, gold, pink, and blue sunsets painted the skies every night. The golden sands were soft on your feet when you walked, as Faye did now. Brightly colored flowers peeked out from the undergrowth, and the animals were elusive and not at all dangerous. The years passed by slowly here for Faye, locked away from the world. She had never seen another...

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All She Had Were The Stars Pt. 2

Celeste Celeste was looking out the window in Leonardo’s spare bedroom. Leonardo had brought her to the city. It was called Charleston, he’d said.  It was late now, for the sun had long gone to bed. The city was glittering like stars. There was a strange emotion filling Celeste’s heart. She didn’t recognize it as much. But then she stirred through her vague memories and figured it out.  Happiness.  Leonardo Leonardo slipped through the silent halls. His parents were out of town for the weekend, and since he was seve...

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All She Had Were The Stars

Weekly Contest #96

CelesteShe was sleeping, sleeping in her mind. She was alone. No one loved her, no one knew she existed. All she had were the stars. Celeste sat on the cliff, overlooking the ocean. The waves were pounding against the rocks, frothing up like spittle. She pretended the cliff was hers, that it was hidden by the scraggly trees. But it wasn’t her own. Sometimes she saw the grass matted down by footsteps. Or saw a glimpse of russet hair. Celeste wanted to see who the fascinating russet hair belonged to. She had pale blonde hair the prec...

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Howling Wind

Weekly Contest #96

*Author’s Note: Xenia, Ohio, is a real place. I’m kinda using a metaphor here, enjoy* April 3rd, 1974 4:30 p.m. I sit on the porch swing, playing with a yo-yo. I got home from school an hour or so ago, and a bad storm is brewing. I go to Xenia High School in Ohio. Suddenly, a short figure walks up to me. My face relaxes into a grin. “Hey, what’s up?” I say to Amy, my best friend.  She sits next to me and holds out a drawing. It’s of an angel, but it’s not of any angel I’ve ever seen. “Nothing much. So, Angela, what do you wanna do? ...

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I Can Feel the Ghosts

Weekly Contest #96

Patty sat with her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, reading Pride and Prejudice. She was immersed fully in reading, and though she’d read it several times in her long life, she wasn’t sure what to do with all the time on her hands. She’d recently retired, and though she liked not working, it was very different.  Outside snow was falling heavily, the thick, wet kind of snow that squished unpleasantly when you walked. It was misery to be caught outside in it, and Patty was grateful that she got to sit inside with her steaming mu...

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I Need You More Than I Thought I Did

Weekly Contest #94

Trigger Warning: kidnapping, violence Claire I run into Jack’s arms, hugging him tightly. “Hello!” I say, looking into his deep grey eyes. They always remind me of storm clouds, but not in a bad way.  Jack is my best friend. We’ve been friends for 12 years, since we were 5 years old. People always make fun of us, singing that ridiculous “K-I-S-S-I-N-G” song, but Jack always told me to ignore it. That’s one of the reasons I started having a crush on him over Christmas, his obliviousness to teasing, and how he defends me from Jessi...

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Cleaning Up Sucks

Weekly Contest #93

Jenny slams the door shut, collapsing on the couch. I look at her, smirking. “You weren’t always the type to get worn out after parties, Jenny.” I say, picking at a hangnail. She glares at me, or tries to, but her bright green eyes are dull with drowsiness. “Shut up, Vivian. It’s been a while since I’ve hosted a party. God, and we still have to clean up.” she groans. “Let’s go to bed. We can clean up tomorrow.” I reply, pulling off my dress and bra and throwing on some nightclothes. “Okay.” Jenny puts on her pajamas and we bot...

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The Fourth Race PT. 4

Weekly Contest #89

When she woke up the next morning, Evangeline had a plan. She could feel it buzzing around in her brain like a bee. She shook Anwel and said “Anwel. Wake up! I have a plan!” Anwel, being an Elf, woke up immediately and was alert. “What?” “Well, remember where the Inugami came out of the hole? It’s not too far from here…” Anwel blinked. “You want to raid an Inugami stronghold?” “Yes.” “You are a piece of work. But let’s do it. It could be useful. We’d hopefully find their motive.” Evangeline nodded. She braided h...

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The Fourth Race PT. 3

Evangeline and Anwel were now, undoubtedly, allies. For out of spite came alliances, and out of anger came kindness.  Unconsciously, they had shifted to looking behind their backs, but they both knew they weren’t doing it for themselves. They’d softened into setting up camp without saying a word, them each knowing exactly what the other would do.  Within a few days, they’d be out of the Turrey Woods and would reach a small Human town called Ghaja. In Ghaja, they hoped to get more supplies, as they were running low.  The tow...

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The Fourth Race PT. 2

As Evangeline trekked through the Hummingbird Grove, the woods of her home, she felt a pit in her stomach. Was this really a good idea?  When dusk approached, she was only 5 miles away from the 70 mile long Turrey Woods. She climbed a big willow tree and fell asleep on a fork after tying herself on with a bit of rope. When she awoke, she felt disoriented, because she didn’t know where she was. And then she felt the map in her pocket and remembered. Today she would reach the Wood Elves. Would they be friend or foe? She climbed out of t...

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