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Ryan Bilbrey

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2026

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From the Bottom

His grey lifeless skin surrounded his soulless eyes as they looked at the ceiling above. The suit his body was dressed in did its best to hide the harsh realities his life had written. Luke had never got over what had happened on that day, so long ago. I guess my mind was equipped with a little more strength than his or something. Poor Luke let that thing develop into addiction, and that completely corrupted the one life he had.               I hadn’t seen Luke for about h...

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Reeseys Peeseys

Reese Little and Tommy Boyd became best friends instantly upon meeting. Reese had moved for what felt like the thirtieth time in his life. He had stumbled into Golden Oaks Elementary school completely green on the scene. Thankfully, a nerdy little boy with a crack on his right lens walked up to him. He had come to little old Reese in open arms. “What’s your name?”, Tommy said adjusting his glasses into a better position. “I’m Reese”, He said, holding both straps of his backpack tightly. “Reesey Peesey”, Tommy chuckled pronouncing the fam...

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Conny the Cockroach

I’m finding it hard to understand who I really am. For all my life I was just Conrad or Conny, but not anymore. I started feeling strange one night after one of my shitty fast-food shifts. I thought I was just mentally demolished, so I rushed my pre-bedtime routine for that oh so lovely sounding mattress. I closed my eyes and drifted off into deep, stress-free sleep. However, I woke up only half an hour after my departure to something quite remarkable. I had become a Cockroach. April 19th, 2026: The Buginning Initially, I was horrified ...

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Sandwiches

Weekly Contest #362

Lip smacking repetitions echoed outside of the bedroom door. They danced through the hallways unorganized in tempo and volume. Tongue whips seemed to form a band with those sounds. She could picture a small, slimy snake mouse trapped in a dark cave. She hadn’t gotten used to all the different disgusting sounds after all these years, even with them being muffled by the door. Her back rested on that door as she hugged her legs and peered over her knees at the window in front of her. It hadn’t always been like this with him. She still held on ...

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