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Veronika Sedláčková

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2026

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Dungeon with Too Many Doors

Note: This story involves riddles. If you want to try them yourself, stop reading after you see the asterisk (*). The dark and the cold were the only things that surrounded me. I blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the darkness, but I couldn’t see anything. The chill cut through my body, and breathing the humid, cold air left me with goosebumps. “Is anyone here?” A woman’s voice nearby startled me. I took a few deep breaths, trying to slow my rapid breathing and steady my pounding heart. Should I answer? A woman hiding in the dark sou...

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Kindness Is Like Snow

“Mom, look what I've found,” my son Adam said as we hurried through the park. I didn’t pay much attention to him because I was too busy thinking and planning, constantly checking my to-do list for this afternoon. Buy a present for my niece for tomorrow’s wedding, buy Adam a new suit, take Adam to my mom’s place because she needs help with her laptop, and somehow make it to the very important meeting with the client. The list felt endless.“Mom?!” His urgent voice cut through my thoughts, and I finally looked at him. He stood in the snow, poin...

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Positivity from Mintaka

"Why are you crying?” A stranger’s voice startled me. I quickly wiped away my tears, not wanting to look weak. I turned around to look at the stranger, but I didn’t see anyone.“I’m down here,” the voice said, and I looked down at the sea before me. I saw a large blue rat floating on its back, waving enthusiastically at me. Its hands were enormous, with webbing between its fingers. I also noticed tiny purple fins along its sides, which looked very funny compared to its big hands. I blinked in disbelief. Am I seeing things? Maybe I’m going cra...

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My Favorite Color Is Orange.

“Would you please help me write the essay for my English class?” I asked my sister Kate. She sometimes helps me with my homework, especially the longer assignments, because I’ve been blind since birth and I don’t like writing by hand or using Braille. I know I can use a voice-to-text app, and I sometimes do, but writing homework with Kate feels more comfortable for me.“Sure thing, little brother,” she answered without hesitation, as she always does. “What are we writing?” She leaned in with curiosity.“I have to write an essay on my favorite ...

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Being Brave with Mr. Lavender

Weekly Contest #351

„I have to arrange a few more things, but I’ll help you unpack them later, okay?” my mom said, pointing to five large boxes in my new, bigger room. We’ve just moved from a small city apartment to a large house in the countryside. While my parents are very enthusiastic about the move and our new house, I’m not.I was sad to leave all my friends there, especially Sarah, my best friend. Even though my parents said I could visit her sometimes, it would be strange not to see her every day. I also miss my neighbor’s dog, Max, but my mom promised to...

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Till new bodies do us part

Today is April 31, 2096, also known as Body Swap Day. Every year on April 31, people can participate in a huge event to swap bodies with someone else. They basically transfer your mind into another body, and your body becomes a vessel for this person’s mind. That way, you can experience a new body and try something different. I always thought this event was stupid and didn’t want to join, but now I have to. It's been five years since I was infected with the Vampire virus. From the name, you can probably guess what this virus does: it makes ...

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Is this a prank?

“Who is it?” I turned around, startled, because someone was touching my shoulder, but I didn’t see anyone. I was home alone, or at least I thought so. I was nervously scanning my room, but I didn’t see anything suspicious at all. “Alice, is that you?” I asked, but there was no answer. Alice was my roommate, and she pranked me all the time. Like when she taped a life-sized photo of our old grumpy neighbor to the window of my room or when she glued googly eyes and a mini microphone on my cactus, and the cactus started talking to me in t...

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