Reddit writing prompt: You receive a mysterious package in the mail. It contains a smartphone with a single app: “Planet Earth Settings”

I stare at the phone from its place on the other side of the couch. It sat there ever since I had retrieved the mail a few hours ago. All I wanted to do was find the owner, but when I had opened the screen to find a contact list, it was already loaded on something that I could only describe as a weather screen and I barely touched it when the snow starting fluttering from the sky. In July. In Arizona. I promptly waltzed into the house, threw the phone onto the couch, and sat on the other side to watch it, drinking my way through a six-pack.

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Reddit writing prompt: Cuddles is a good boy

The good boy found her, a blonde angel in her blue robes, resting upon a bed of freshly-fallen snow.

Reddit writing prompt: Miss Matilda Honey nee Wordwood, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwart’s…

It had been a long time since she used her powers. After her birth family left hurriedly for Spain and Jennifer Honey formally adopted the young girl, Matilda’s frustrations and anger dissolved overnight, replaced with a warmth and love in her heart that hadn’t been there before. She either didn’t have the compulsions to act out in her special way or she simply couldn’t if she didn’t have the anger to fuel her. Whatever the reason was, Matilda didn’t mind, nor did she try to exercise her gifts again. That is, until the owl came.

Matilda heard a strange tapping that roused her from a deep sleep. Squinting at her bedside clock, it was nearly midnight. She figured she was imagining things and pulled her Punky Brewster duvet over her head.

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Reddit writing prompt: After 2 decades of extreme isolation, North Korea decides to contact the outside world but finds it abandoned

The last relief delivery had arrived nearly twenty years ago, almost like an afterthought.

Heavy rains caused a land slide that wiped out a significant portion of Samjiyon-kun. Nearly a week later, the humanitarian trucks lazily crossed their way over from China and brought not even a quarter of what was expected.

The incident occurred at the time the Dear Leader arrived in the beloved city to assess the damage and, enraged at the weak and delayed response, ordered all of the truck drivers shot and forced the remaining distributors to march back and try their luck swimming across the Tumen River. As a consolation prize, Dear Leader kept the fleet of a dozen vehicles and choice selections from each, leaving the infested rice and fortified bread for the grateful citizens who remained in Samjiyon.

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Reddit writing prompt: Native Americans are able to push back the European colonization

“Father.” The young man nervously ran his fingers over his scalp, then tugged at the edge of his black braid. It was a nervous habit he developed as a child and it came out whenever he was telling a lie or nervous to tell the truth. This was the latter situation.

“Yes, my nukatpialugruak?” The elder drew out the word with a fondness. Though his son was eighteen, he was already a man, soon to be married, but he was still his youngest boy and was doted upon as such.

The youth’s eyes darted nervously, not wanting to get ensnared in his father’s watchful gaze. “It’s.. the foreigners. The tanik. They’ve come.”

His father’s face grew stormy and his hands gripped the arms of his creaky wooden chair. A log shuddered in the fiery hearth, as if it was overwhelmed by the sudden anger that filled the room. “Take me.”

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Reddit writing prompt: Good Boy, Bad Man

I am Boy. I am a Dog. I love my Human so much.

Human is Good Man, even though I am often Bad Dog.

“Bad Dog!” he screams at me, kicking me in the side.

“I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry,” I bark, but he does not understand.

“Shut up!” Then, he hits me. This is how I learn to never chew on shoes, even though they look so much like my rubber toys.

“Bad Dog!” he yells. It hurts when he slaps my head.

I should know better. I am not supposed to chase Cat, but I do; I cannot help it. She taunts me with her fluffy tail and bats me on my nose when Human isn’t looking. She never gets in trouble, but I do. Continue reading Reddit writing prompt: Good Boy, Bad Man