Tag: flash story

  • Woodland Creatures

    When I told my sister about the conversation I had with the fox, I could tell she was jealous.  She didn’t want to admit yet that I could talk to the foxes before she did, but here we are.  We had started school a few weeks before and had a new headmaster and he was…

  • First Impressions

    I loved going to the beach every year.  I loved the beach from the very first time my toes sank in the sand.  Every weekend I begged my mom to take my brother and I to the beach since it was only a short fifteen-minute drive away.  She was a freelance writer who often whisked away for stories and interviews, but was able to schedule…

  • Horse Drawn Carriage

    “Last night I dreamed we left town on a horse drawn carriage,” my sister said from the backseat of my minivan.  I hated driving the old beat-up rust bucket, but if I wanted any life at all, it was in this minivan.  And if Gina was to get anywhere, I was most often responsible for getting her…

  • Sanctuary

    I always felt like the park next to my house was my sanctuary.  When my parents started fighting or I was feeling claustrophobic in our tiny house, I went to the park.  There were plenty of benches to do my homework and for the most part, the families who frequented the park were dog friendly. …

  • Never Alone

    My mother always remarked that she was never alone.  As a kid, I never understood what she was talking about since I had six siblings and none of us ever expected to be alone.  So of course, being our mother, we were constantly badgering her.  We were always loud and we were always up in each other’s business.  I knew everything about…

  • Tropical Island

    “I am going on vacation,” he said.  “I don’t care what I have to do to get there, but I am definitely going.”  James turned back to his computer and started looking again through pictures of Bali.  He had been talking of Bali for years and was now so fed up with our boss that he…

  • The Crowded Train

    I never understood why Martin loved taking the train.  I preferred to ride in cars so I could stop whenever I wanted and could stretch my legs with a walk when I started to get restless.  I managed to get very restless these days and I have yet to figure out why.  Martin had insisted on this particular train ride and…

  • Mother Nature

    I thought everything was going fine until I was told that I couldn’t eat for the entire weekend.  All I could have was water or tea for the next forty-eight hours.  As soon as the morning meeting was over, I headed out for my daily walk and listened to my stomach rumble for the entire ninety minutes.  I had…

  • Mr. Cunningham

    I always knew my neighbor wasn’t fond of me, but I could never figure out exactly why.  He never smiled, never waved, never called hello when we were in the front yard at the same time.  I knew I hadn’t done anything wrong due to the fact we had never had the opportunity to engage with each…

  • Coming Home

    “He should be coming down the stairs right now.  His plane landed thirty minutes ago so he should have had plenty of time to get here.  The airport only has ten terminals.”  I listened to my mother chatter endlessly while we waited for my brother.  Her need to be close to us was endearing, but also…