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Safara Chambers

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021

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Ma'am

Weekly Contest #348

. . .My back slammed onto the icy pavement, and the air pushed out of my lungs. I hated this city, and I hated anything that had to do with winter weather; never mind that it’s supposed to be spring. I promised myself that if I had one more mishap, I was gonna go back indoors and cancel the day. Forget work. Coffee splattered all over the ground, the contents of my bag were half spilled out, and my phone had slid away somewhere. The wind bit at my exposed skin as I tried to gather myself.“Where the hell are my keys?”I turned to look for them...

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Wishes

Weekly Contest #347

Krystal, 25 I treated myself to some M&M ice cream with caramel sauce for paying my credit card bill and my student loan bill on time. It was also my dinner because I didn’t have much else to eat. Given that the company I worked for had to cut everyone’s pay to settle a legal dispute, I wasn’t sure if I’d have enough to pay all of my bills this month. I really needed to find a new job. I was looking, but it’s hard to break into a new career field, and it’s even harder when you don’t know what field you want to break into. I picked up my ...

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The Wooden Box

Weekly Contest #346

I found my second-in-command and best friend, Mercy, in the kitchen, polishing off a veggie wrap and watching a show. I tiptoed in and slid into the chair next to her. She gave a little jump but quickly saved face. I felt a little bad, not because I successfully startled her, but because she was due for a vacation soon, and my request for her to help me would put it off a little longer. “You’ve either come in to spook me because you’re bored, or because you need something from me. Which is it?” “You’re good. So good that it makes me so glad ...

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Exploration

Weekly Contest #340

“You know, every time I come back into the room, you’re hitting that delete button. Are you getting any work done?” I ask, setting my mug of coffee on the end table. “You asked me that last time you got up. Then you blew up the bathroom. You know there’s aerosol spray in there, right?” “You’re changing the subject.” “I’m not changing the subject. I’m trying to focus, but the room still smells, and you keep interrupting me with questions.” She says as she runs her finger through her locs. I roll my eyes and go over to read what she’s written ...

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Snow Day

Weekly Contest #339

I was pouring our coffee when Acacia, Ward’s very large cat, head bonked my ankle, causing me to spill hot coffee on the counter and my hand. “Damn it. Girl, I love you and all, but you almost wound up covered in scalding hot coffee.” Acacia meowed in response, then sat down behind me with her tail curled around my foot as I rinsed my hand in cool water. “Then you would’ve been mad at me because Ward would’ve had to walk you to the vet in all of this deep snow, and I would’ve been irritated at you for…” “Babe, who are you ta— There you are, ...

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A Leap of Faith

Weekly Contest #338

I closed the textbook. I was sitting at my desk, so lost in thought that I realized I hadn’t turned the page in a while. Instead of paying attention and studying for this exam, my brain was replaying the time I was kidnapped by hunters and traffickers, wondering what else I could’ve done to prevent it from happening. My knee started to bounce up and down. I needed to move around, so I paced throughout my apartment and put on some music to help me chill out. Ever since I got back and returned to society, I haven’t been able to sit still for l...

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The Search

Weekly Contest #337

I was helping out behind the counter of my brother’s bar one day, hoping that the computer in the back would go down so I could go do something else, when I picked up a strong scent of peaches and roses. It was so enticing and intoxicating that if I wasn’t already leaning on the counter, I’d probably be on the floor. I looked around to see a tall, young woman who looked to be in her late 20s or early 30s. She wore her hair in a short reddish-brown afro. The color of her golden, star-shaped earrings complemented her skin tone. Her t-shirt had...

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What I Said

Weekly Contest #336

Content Warning: This story contains foul language, mentions of blood, and references to sexual activity. My stomach started to growl, but I wanted to stay in Cal’s arms and continue to trace his tattoos with my nails. I started with a line that began at his elbow and made its way down to his wrist. If you told me a month ago that one day I would be in the arms of my enemy after experiencing mind-blowing sex, I’d laugh, then threaten to bite you for good measure. “What do you want to eat?” Cal asked, moving my curls and kissing my forehead...

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Lost and Found

Movies and television always make everything look glamorous. They even make getting caught in a thunderstorm look good. The hero’s hair clings in all the right places, their makeup doesn’t run, and their wet clothes only hug the curves that they want to show off. This is anything but sensational. My hiking trip came to a halt when a thunderstorm rolled in. The woods got darker which made it hard to follow the trail. A clap of thunder reverberated through my bones. The sky lights up with lightning. I continue on what I thought was the path un...

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Summer Wish

Weekly Contest #214

“Penny for your thoughts?” My boyfriend embraces me and kisses the side of my head. “I just don’t want it to end. Summer, I mean.” Everything around us looks perfect; the blend of pink and orange of the sky, the slightly dusty bed of his truck, the emerald green leaves on the trees, the cool grass, the birds singing as if they’re recounting their day to one another before going to sleep.  “But fall is ‘spooky’ season with apples and pumpkins. What’s wrong with it?” He wiggles his fingers. I prickle with irritation. I open my mout...

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