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Submitted to Contest #56
I was returning home from school. Throwing my bag carelessly, I went to my friend Jane's house as she was absent in school today. I was walking in the streets thinking how I would tell the things that had happened in school that day. It had been the worst day in school. I was bored as hell and angry with Jane because she did not tell me anything. Otherwise, we always planned our absenteeism to do something fun! When I meet her, I will tell her how angry I am first, then I will say about all the fun things I did in her absence just to mak...
"Why are you so lazy even in quarantine days? All I see you doing is sit down and run a laptop or a mobile. You spend the whole day doing nothing!" shouted Linda. "I work so much harder than I used to but you never seem to be satisfied. Sometimes I think what will make you happy. I just cannot figure it out. Please make it easy for me," replied back Janine. "Mom, all I wanted was acceptance. It is something I have wanted all my life but no one seems to care. I am tired." Saying this, Janine barged out the door to the open environment where...
Submitted to Contest #53
The gentle summer breeze hurled up her hair in a wavy motion. Michelle was sitting on a bench near the departmental store from where she had just made an exit. She eyed the teddy bear on the bench near her and opened her favorite Popsicle where she waited for her companion, her best friend to arrive like always. She wondered what had caused her delay after all these years. She used to come to this place when she felt down. Michelle called upon her best friend and no matter what time the clock suggested she would always be there for Miche...
Submitted to Contest #44
I have some secrets that I cannot utter to a single soul. Some secrets that kill me deep inside. That create wounds healing into scar and again wounds on the same scars. I will not lie. I have been trying to heal in the best way I can. I could say that I have been reborn as a newer self but I fail to recognize it is only an outer shell that cracks with each new arrow thrown right at the weak spot. What is life exactly? Who can you trust with all your heart? Who do you think is willing to listen without judgement? Who do you think will stand ...
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