Tag: flash story

  • The Campground

    PHOTO PROMPT © Bill Reynolds  I had finally done it. I had successfully built myself a home where no one could bother me. My camper was exactly what I needed in this stage of my life. I had spent the last weeks perfecting what clothes and items would fit and where they should live. The next step would…

  • Everlasting

    Whenever someone told me age was just a number, I wasn’t sure how to respond.  I  didn’t feel my age, had never felt my age, but I also knew I didn’t act my age.  I was twenty-three years old, old enough to buy cigarettes and alcohol, vote, but not old enough to rent a car…

  • The Neighbors

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  • Uncle James

    As the sunshine kissed my face, I knew I was never going back inside. If I did, my uncle would make sure I never saw the sun again. I knew he meant well, but I couldn’t stay inside forever. I had heard the stories of my mother too many times to be scared anymore. If…

  • The Shadow

    Everything was going well until the sun started to set. That’s when the ghosts of my past started to come out. All the ghosts I thought I had hidden far enough into my closet I thought they were never going to emerge. I don’t know what it was about the sunset that worried me tonight,…

  • Graffiti

    I knew my fingers would never return to normal.  Not after what they had felt and what I had seen.  I wanted to go back to how it was when nobody paid any attention to me and when I could slide under the radar.  But now, I couldn’t walk down the hallways at school without…

  • Jordy’s Revenge

    “What have you done?” the headmaster bellowed, all eyes now turned to me as he stood over the lifeless body on playground. I turned around and looked behind me because surely everyone wasn’t thinking I had anything to do with the body. But in fact, he apparently was staring straight at me. I could feel…

  • Shattered

    My heart shattered like a China dish falling onto a cement sidewalk. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and I wondered how I would ever survive. How I could have trusted Daniel for so long was beyond me. Two years, four months and eighteen days. That was how long I was devoted to our…

  • The Unluckiest Man

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  • Inked

    The moment I got the tattoo I was scared. Scared my parents would see it and know what had really happened when I left for college. I had a fairly normal upbringing with sports, art and social activities, but my parents had always been against any kind of piercings or tattoos. The piercings I could…