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Shaye Wilson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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Cause of Death

The delivery arrives at 7:43 AM. It was scheduled for 7:30 AM. I got to work at 6:30 AM, and readied the autopsy room by the time my second cup of coffee finished brewing. I waited the additional thirteen minutes in irritation–punctuality is important in this field–and listen to an audio message from my mother asking about my date the previous night. “Natalie, call me back! I want details! Was he handsome? Did he have a job? Did he have all of his teeth?” I smile, despite it all, and start to call her back to tell her all about my date, the...

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Cause of Death

The delivery arrives at 7:43 AM. It was scheduled for 7:30 AM. I got to work at 6:30 AM, and readied the autopsy room by the time my second cup of coffee finished brewing. I waited the additional thirteen minutes in irritation–punctuality is important in this field–and listen to an audio message from my mother asking about my date the previous night. “Natalie, call me back! I want details! Was he handsome? Did he have a job? Did he have all of his teeth?” I smile, despite it all, and start to call her back to tell her all about my date, the...

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Cause of Death

Weekly Contest #360

The delivery arrives at 7:43 AM. It was scheduled for 7:30 AM. I got to work at 6:30 AM, and readied the autopsy room by the time my second cup of coffee finished brewing. I waited the additional thirteen minutes in irritation–punctuality is important in this field–and listen to an audio message from my mother asking about my date the previous night. “Natalie, call me back! I want details! Was he handsome? Did he have a job? Did he have all of his teeth?” I smile, despite it all, and start to call her back to tell her all about my date, the...

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Calumnia

Weekly Contest #330

June 31, 3042 Today, a boy cries out for his mother. And today, she hears him. I groan with equal parts happiness and frustration- happiness because I am that mother, frustration because it's 4 a.m. My ceiling Eye flashes lights and chirps words, bright, unyielding lights and too fast words. A voice chimes that is not my son's, "Wake up! Wake up, Mrs. Hardy! HPPA only wants what's best." I do as told, the shuttle lid sliding open above my floating cot. I look over at my husband’s cot to see his open as well. My feet hit unbreakable glass, wa...

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Halloween Post

2,000 years. Humans have been celebrating Halloween for 2,000 years. But not me. Years of celebrating Halloween with parents? 12,and Halloweens by myself? A whopping zero. This year, though, all of that will change. I’m 13 now. Everyone knows that 13 is a teenager, 13 is the archetype of Halloween, and 13 is old enough to trick-or-treat alone.  With a friend. Whatever. I look over at my new friend, the one who agreed to go trick or treating with me… didn’t she? What’s her name again? “Sarah.” I ...

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The Reaper

Weekly Contest #65

2,000 years. Humans have been celebrating Halloween for 2,000 years. But not me. Years of celebrating Halloween with parents? 12,and Halloweens by myself? A whopping zero. This year, though, all of that will change. I’m 13 now. Everyone knows that 13 is a teenager, 13 is the archetype of Halloween, and 13 is old enough to trick-or-treat alone.  With a friend. Whatever. I look over at my new friend, the one who agreed to go trick or treating with me… didn’t she? What’s her name again? “Sara...

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