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Swasti Jain

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

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Walking through the Murk: ' The Abnormal reality'

Swasti Jain

Submitted to Contest #99

"Shut it! Shut it out!" I shrieked and gasped. I felt my lungs corrugated due to the sudden scarcity of air surrounding me, sweat trickling down my forehead. My vision got obscured and a twinge of pain in my figure cause me to thrash around on my bed. The walls of my rooms started revolving and advanced towards me as they let out a baleful laugh. The black and white illustrations hung on the wall of my frustrated self, figures protruding out, swirled menacingly. The murmurs of the walls and paintings were becoming more sharp and clear. ...

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The Rising Fall

Swasti Jain

Submitted to Contest #98

The whistling sounds emanating against the window resounded through the corridors. Even though she walked with padded footsteps, the loose floorboard under her feet croaked suddenly and, her breath hitched for a moment. After looking around to see if anyone was awoken by the noise, she again sauntered towards the main chamber to check on Mr. Charles. Erna released a sigh of relief as she glanced at the man entering his older adulthood, sleeping peacefully. Unlike most of the time, on that night his visage was calm an...

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Paper Boat : A deep dive

Swasti Jain

Submitted to Contest #97

It was too much of a similar night. The lamp post radiating the white light at twelve in the night peeped in through my uncurtained window as if calling out to me. I seized my blanket and the diary from the bedside and wobbled towards the window with the help of crutches as the rain splattered against the glasses. I slid the window glass and leaned against the window sill, making myself comfortable as the crutches fell on the floor with a thud. The water droplets slithered across the metallic frame dribbling on my forehead.I flipped open my ...

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