Tag: flash story

  • The Orphans

    As I stared at the once magnificent building, I wondered about the children who had grown up there. Did they survive? Were they traumatized? Were they leading productive lives? Teachers, doctors and lawyers? Growing up, I had heard the stories about the children who were abandoned on the doorstep of the orphanage. But that’s what…

  • The Olympics

    When the gunshots started, I thought it was all part of the show. The after effects of the fireworks. But when I saw Jeremiah fall, I knew there was something more to what was going on. Jeremiah was supposed to win a medal. He was going to be famous. He was the only one I…

  • Down Home Toys

    “What do you mean you sold the company to them? How could you? Do you understand what will happen?” As Henry questioned Billy, I sat back and listened. Billy had managed to sell the factory, all the machines and elaborate toy collection to what he thought was a ‘franchise’. The so-called Tinker Franchise was really…

  • My Roommate

    I always knew my roommate was into some odd things, but I never knew how far she had fallen. It was her charisma, her charm, that pulled me in. I had always been told I was naïve and a little too loyal to those I would blindly follow, but I always thought I was going…

  • The Stairway

    PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot  I wasn’t quite sure what I was looking at, but I knew the stairs were leading exactly where I needed to go. Michael was somewhere at the bottom of the stairs and no one else was here to help me get him home. If I didn’t get him home soon,…

  • The Rain

    I knew the rain was going to be a problem before it even started. My car had broken down on the way to the cabin and was now stranded in the middle of the road. I hoped the river I had passed on the way didn’t have the tendency to overflow because if it did,…

  • Protection

    I knew I was in need of protection after what I had seen from underneath the bleachers. I knew it was a mistake to sneak out the moment I climbed out of the window that night, but I was desperate. It was my favorite place to hide out because as far as I knew, no…

  • The Package

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

  • The Graveyard

    As I tiptoed through the cemetery, I was pretty sure someone was watching me. I was certain no one had followed me so whoever it was must have already been here. Waiting.  If I could only get to the other side of the cemetery and to the street, I knew I could make it out.…

  • The Letter

    “This came in the mail yesterday, do you know what it is?”  I delicately held the envelope out to my sister and hoped she knew what was going on.  “Did you open it?”  Amanda said ripping it out of my hands and holding it behind her back.  I stared at her blankly.  Was it not…