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Ramona Bax

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2025

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Class of 2046

The double doors swung open wildly as students rushed into the cafeteria. The sooner lunch was done, the sooner we would find our placements. My friends and I sat at our normal table. It was close to a huge window that let the light of the sun come fiercely in. Looking out of it, you could see most of the schools' greenery, the training center where most students could safely use their powers when practicing; we could also spar with each other there. The fries and milkshakes were better than what we used to get. Maybe the school wanted us t...

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The weight of a halo

I'm tired. Resting my head on her chest I tried to memorize the cadence of her heart as if it were a song I would never hear again. I squeezed my eyes shut. I had to sleep. I needed my strength for today. She couldn't know; I must keep her happy and not be a burden. My family has already gone through enough. I could feel the hours gently going by. I got out of bed doing my best not to wake her. My feet immediately felt like ice touching the floors. The room was dark, but I easily found my way out the door. His room was directly opposite ours...

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Vanessa

This story contains child maltreatment. VIVIAN I love snow, it makes the world look better, quieter in its blanket of white. It fell like slow ash and often brought a gentle hush over the city I lived in and watched over. I love looking out my window with hot chocolate in one hand and a sketchpad in the other waiting to capture the warm soft feelings it often stirred in me. It was a reminder of the past I had buried behind. “Vivian! I need your help with the finger food for tonight. We both know you are the better cook, and I can’t remember...

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Jollof Rice

“Olu!” Maybe if I pretend not to hear she will find someone else to do what she wants. “OLU! How many times have I called you!?” Please mum, let me sleep. “OLUWADEMILADE! IF YOU MAKE ME COME TO YOUR ROOM!” She has called me by my first name maybe it is time to get up before she willingly sends me back to God. I grudgingly get up of course as I wonder why she won’t get someone else does she not know the time it is this morning. I get to the living room and she is waiting for me thankfully she does not seem too angry right? "Olu. Olu. Olu. How...

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