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Samara Aridi

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2024

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Stop digging, there's no Jasmine

Weekly Contest #306

It was 2:00 AM, Albert was tossing and turning from side to side. Sleep drifted further and further away from his eyes, which were still resisting the overwhelming drowsiness after a long and hectic day at work. Albert had been working at a newspaper in his city ever since he graduated from university. He nailed his degree in journalism. Every night, at the same time, he receives calls from an unknown number. Every time he tried to pick up the phone, silence filled the air. It was strange—receiving calls every night, exactly at the same hour...

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Resident on the Shelf: Notes from an Experimental Brain

Weekly Contest #304

Voices? Noise? Perhaps hallucinations. It’s 9 AM. I’m supposed to start the day. But I wasn’t like this last night. At night, a river opened in my head—steady, strong, overflowing. Words poured through my fingers; thoughts spilled like ink across the page. I was electric. Ideas multiplied, split, twisted into stories. Delusions of grandeur? Maybe. But in that moment, I was limitless. At night, there is permission to be different. The pressure to perform, to look composed, to answer questions, melts away. I no longer have to hide my chaos beh...

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Whispering Library

Weekly Contest #300

The strong wind blew, carrying the fallen leaves off the road. The street looked as if a hurricane had stuck the entire city. Roads were deserted, and silence reigned. Nora stood under a small awning on Hamra Street. "The winter has turned out to be harsher than I expected" she muttered to herself. "Just a little bit more, and I'll reach the library. "Ugh such a cold weather".She crossed the street, the wind biting at her cheeks, and arrived at the whispering library. But when she reached the familiar building's corner, her breath caught. It...

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