Amaryllis' published ficlets
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The Prisoner Who Holds Her Own Key

she kneels
crumples
withers
before the fickle mirror of truth
and liesshe reaches out
with trembling hand,
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Yeah, I'm Laughing At You

She laughed in his face, then nervously stopped as she realized that maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t a good idea to provoke so…
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H-E-Double-Hockeysticks (Euphemism)

I was fuming. He was the most irritating person I knew. And with me, explosive anger = incoherency. Prepare yourself. I’m s…
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School and How It Drove Me Insane

Smiling hugely, I heartily slammed my textbooks down. A gruesome spasm twisted my face. I looked down. AP Calc and English Li…
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Please. Learn From the Mistakes

Salty tears sting at my face. I’m drowning, falling, dying
and I’m glad.
The sun shines down on my fragile body. It burns….
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A Light in the Darkness

I am born. A wail gusts through my fragile body. I am cradled I am admired I am protected.
I am loved.
I dance through lif…
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Outdistance Death With Insanity
He was running. Houses, trees, roads whizzed by in a blur. But try as he might, he would never be able to run fast enough to …
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Beautiful Disaster

She automatically recoiled, stunned by the ice blue irises. Blinking rapidly, she struggled to gain control. The rest of his …
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A Necessary Evil
By the time I reached my last class of the day, I was a trainwreck. I was mush. To say I walked in would be a disgusting exag…
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Not Dreaming

Her eyebrows crinkled together at the perplexing statement. Her connection to…what? Reality? The whiteness that still fille…
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As It Slips Through Your Fingers

Her every breath was a shallow one, a flutter in her throat and lungs. She floated in a haze; and yet at the same time, she c…
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Still Lost and Getting Lost-er

The Mary Sue gave an indignant squeak – which still, of course, managed to sound both dignified and breath-taking at the same…
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(Genre: Sci-Fi) The Gemini Experiment

She smiled and held the phone closer to her ear. Her heartbeat accelerated when the voice on the other end spoke. She knew it…
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Until Death Do Us Part

He sat, slumped in his chair, by her bedside. Lines in his face, tears in his eyes, cracks in his heart. He was broken, he wa…
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The Perils of Losing Yourself in a Story
I ambled along. Minding my own business. Feeling vaguely like I was expecting something. I just wasn’t sure what. All I knew …