Tag: flash story

  • The Mortician

    “Mark, I know you are new, but this funeral is important.  It’s a secret.  We need to hide everything about this death.  We will do the embalming and send the body on the way with his family.”  Jack turned back to his computer like nothing odd was happening.  But by the way the undertaker’s eye…

  • Desert Kingdom

    I knew working in a salt factory was never going to be my best plan.  But I was desperate and needed something to get myself out of the massive debt I was in.  On my third day, my carelessness got me into the biggest pickle of my life.  I missed one of the steps, twisted…

  • Stranded

    I was currently stuck in a cabin in the woods with no chance of escape.  I had originally been enthralled with the possibility of being alone and stranded, but now I wasn’t so sure.  I had thought the isolation would be soothing.  And it was for a while.  But now that I was completely and…

  • The Arrest

    Makayla’s actions led to my arrest.  The deal she had made with the police was inevitable, but could possibly be reversed.  I was hoping my brother’s influence as a local judge would help rewrite my destiny.  I could not spend the rest of my life in jail for someone else’s behavior and bad choices.  My…

  • The Lottery

    I stared at the numbers on the television above the bar and tried not to scream.  I knew the numbers by heart because they were the same numbers on the lottery ticket I had purchased earlier that day.  I had never bought a lottery ticket before this morning, but I was in a weird spot. …

  • The Loft

    PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox  I knew I would move in as soon as the for rent sign went up. I knew it would go up soon because I was the reason behind why April was leaving. She was leaving because I needed to live in this loft immediately. It was essential for my life…

  • The Detective

    “With your good looks, I think we will be able to pull this off,” my boss said, looking me up and down.  I hated when he did this, but at least this time I understood.  “Grace!”  He yelled.  I flinched at how suddenly and loudly he yelled, but I sighed.  Grace was the youngest member…

  • The Coin Collection

    Check out my story on the Booked Solid in Santa Fe blog!

  • My First Tattoo

    I had always wanted to get a tattoo, but never quite knew what I was going to get. I spent countless hours browsing pictures on the Internet, but still couldn’t decide what to tattoo on my body. I wasn’t afraid of needles, I was afraid of mistakes. My father had always talked about how tattoos…

  • Voodoo Queen

    I always knew I was destined to be a voodoo queen. It was in my blood and it was my heritage. My great-great grandmother was the first Queen of the family and her healing practices kept our family healthy and the spirits happy. Over the years it has been obvious my place in the family…