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Victoire Debaecker

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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Long Lost Souls : Library

Chapter One : Long Lost Souls : Library - What are you doing ?” Said a loud voice coming from the kitchen. - Nothing, just going for a walk. I’ll be back before dinner,” A young girl said, tying her shoelaces.  Before her mother could answer anything, she opened the door, grabbed her cream colored tote bag and ran down the stairs of her apartment building.  New York was a pretty city. Summer made every thing look even prettier, but hotter too. The teenager was already sweating through her shorts and tank top before she reached th...

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Life is a circus

Her hands are still as she overlooks the white sand below her. Many would shake at the thought of her performance, but she is used to it. The fire, the trapeze, the applauds… Nothing impresses her anymore. She grabs the bar with a familiar movement. She knows each part of her choreography like she knows herself. She is ready.  ***  Training is often the hardest part of living in a circus. But for some, the audience is. That’s Alice’s case. She sometimes thinks about what it would be like to live a normal life. And she becomes jealo...

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"Will you marry me this christmas, under the stars?"

Weekly Contest #71

*CONTENT / TRIGGER WARNING* THIS STORY REFERS TO CHILD ABUSE, SELF HARM AND MENTAL DISORDERS IN A NON EXPLICIT WAY AND MAY BE A TRIGGER PLEASE CEASE READING IF THIS IS OF ANY WORRY TO YOU (Have a good read! I hope you appreciate this story!) “Hello kids, today, we have exciting news for our freshmans : once again, Oliver Evans will participate in this year’s Christmas festival, his interview can be found in the school’s newspaper. He has asked for help in the shop during the holiday season and will select three of the freshmen from our sch...

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On your shoulders will lay the fate of a kingdom.

Weekly Contest #57

-Are you sure, darling?” The deep voice came from a corner of the room. It was a man’s. He was in a suit, a cigar in hand, looking out the window at the street. It was a rainy night. No one was outside at this time, in those conditions.  -Yes, I am.”  At the desk in the middle of the room, a woman was writing. She was young, twenty five at most, her red dress shone under the candlelight. She was sitting straight. In her hand, there was a long white quill filled with dark blue ink. The paper was stained by tears.  The man turne...

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A starlit night like this (Part One)

Weekly Contest #51

As my eyes drifted away from my computer to the starlit sky, I started thinking.  The train was moving fast, very fast, and it was dark. I couldn't see much but the moon and stars that shone like a compass in a lost universe.  Like if they wanted me to take that train and go.  Then I thought of a boy.  A gorgeous boy. He was an artist : a photograph and a guitarist.  And I am a writer.  He had eyes that shone and ruffled hair that flew in the wind. He had a sweet voice, and in my head, I heard him say my name, l...

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Electrik

10 years ago, Hero Academia’s park -Did you finish the essay for tomorrow, Louise?” -Yeah. You?” asked the girl, her mouth full of bread, cheese and lettuce.  -I didn’t do it.” Arthur nonchalantly opened his friend’s pringles and kicked a pigeon with his white sports shoes. -When are you planning to do it?” -Never, it’s not any fun!” The red haired girl turned to her friend. She let go of her sandwich and stood up from the bench. -You can’t just stop doing your homework and expect to graduate! You’re not even fourteen and you’re alrea...

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I love you, an elegant love letter

Weekly Contest #51

My dearest of darlings, my only true love, my angel, my beauty, my flower, sun of life, my Angelique, As I am writing those very words, I feel a thin breeze in my hair. The starlit night is lighting the parchment and ink, and my head is clear of all thoughts but those I wish to tell you. Thoughts of fear and of love. To start off, I need to be honest with you, I will tell you something I wish you did not have to learn. I am afraid.I wish you could only see me as a courageous gentleman, as a knight in shining armor, a...

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Remember me?

Weekly Contest #50

-Do you know whose car it is?” The old man looked like a walrus with his enormous mustache and his bald head covered in sweat. He tried to understand the situation, but no one really knew what was happening. Well, no one that would be heard. -No sir.” -Was it stolen?” -No sir.” -Was it bought?” -No sir.” The old man’s caterpillar eyebrows arose like two beings, alive on his head.  -Then where does it come from?” -We don’t know sir. It doesn’t look like any model in existence.” The other one, the blond man in the back seat answered mecha...

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Soaring above it all

Weekly Contest #50

As you are about to enter back into the tent, you breathe heavily. You feel like you are being compressed and pushed. Like the past is hugging you too hard. Like your stomach is going to explode.  -Hey Maria, you look gorgeous, I knew the costume would suit you. You’re so beautiful!” says your best friend, pulling you in the tent. -Hey Peter!”, you answer, trying to hide the trembling in your voice. He turns to you and looks into your eyes. His serious stare makes you look down at your feet. -Are you cold?” -Yeah.” You’re fre...

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A story worth telling

Weekly Contest #50

-I have a story to tell!”             My uncle’s voice boomed like thunder, louder than the rest. Every one turned towards him. The girl in the white dress seemed surprised, and she whispered something I couldn’t hear.              He rose from his sit with his glass of champagne and a huge grin on his face. He looked like a penguin in his beautiful clan suit, but like an elegant penguin.  -There once was a boy.” ...

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Bittersweet Night

Weekly Contest #49

The sound of my feet on the pavement got faster and faster. My phone rang. I got it out of my big purse and looked at the screen.  Mom.  I hung up and continued walking, phone in hand. I wanted to throw it far away, to throw away my family and all of my problems. My eyes were burning from the tears and the cold. My scarf didn’t protect my face from the snow. The wind felt like a whip, like hits to my face. I turned at a street corner I didn’t know. I didn’t recognize anything around me, it was blurry and cold. I was on the wron...

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