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Sathvika Sitaraman

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

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Girl on Fire

Weekly Contest #51

Dark. Cold. Hard.  There was nothing visible for miles. Millions of kids crammed into a cellar for being different. Special. Dangerous. But we are the only ones who know. Who understands. Who realize that we can be more than feelingless robots. We have lives and voices that need to be heard, but no one listens. We are not complete humans. We are bionic. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Hey dummy! I bet my little sister can read more than you can! And she’s two!...

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Martian Memories

Weekly Contest #51

Space. A place that smells of nothing, sounds like nothing, but looks absolutely mind- blowing. I leaned against the counter, looking over the white hull of the Space Station. My heart pounded uncontrollably, my fingers shaking in anxiety.  Back at the place I grew up in. Space. I looked over at my crew, who were intently discussing the logistics of our mission to the Red Planet. I absentmindedly walked over, pretending to pay attention, but I had another plan in mind. A plan that I had been waiting to carry out since I was 10. ...

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Who are You?

Weekly Contest #51

Who are you?I am gripping my backpack, hoping that the tighter I squeeze, the further I will get from this school. I don’t know these people, and I want nothing to do with them. I don’t know who you are, and why you are stopping me at the door. Your grin scares me, and I don't know why. You look like me, my height, my expressions. But something is strange about you. Who are you?My first class was a nightmare. My sweaty palms left imprints on my desk as I lethargically lifted myself out of my chair. Answering the teacher’s nosy questions...

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The Typewriter

Weekly Contest #46

A red light shone through the dark hallway. Fear encapsulated Idris as he slowly crept towards the door. Slow, soft footsteps sounded from the other side. First a quiet hum, increasing to a steady scream, the pain never ending. Suddenly, the sound stopped, replaced by the falling of books. The door cracked open, inch by inch, until… “AEeeeEEeee!” “Wow, I really scared you!” “Dillion! How many times have I told you to knock! I’m in the middle of writing!” “What Cad, did you think I was a ghooooooost?” He ignored him, turning h...

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With love, Adina

Weekly Contest #42

Summer is my favorite. The brackish air, the warm nights, the sticky smell of melting ice cream. Everything about it is perfect. The dry wind caressed my hair, gently unravelling my carefully done bun which sat comfortably atop my head. My sundress wrapped around my sunburned legs, the lacy fabric giving me comfort. My toes wiggled in the hot sand, my hands digging into the soft earth. I was happy, peaceful, and so free. August 10th, my special day. The day I turn twelve. And the day that was celebrated perfectly. ----------------------...

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The Call of Hope

Weekly Contest #40

“Xavier get out of there!” Absolute chaos filled the air along with the musty smell of the ashes amid the ever blazing fire. The screeches of children, the wailing of loved ones. Fear, panic and terror wrapped their cold hands around the lives of the people. Suddenly, a fiery explosion sounded from the left. “XAVIER!” My heart squeezed, my lungs unable to handle the pressure. My nerves were racing, my hands and knees shaking. I knew he was gone, but I couldn’t react. Couldn’t cry or scream. I couldn’t even complain because this was my job. M...

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