Tag: flash story

  • Sharp Tongues

    My neighbor was one of the kindest people I knew.  I didn’t know how she did it, but I had never heard a negative word come out of her mouth.  She was the one I always went to for advice and I often turned to her instead of my own mother.  My mother talked trash about Janet’s yard,…

  • Always Alive

    “It’s always alive.  It’s always watching you,” Amber whispered dramatically.  Her Jeep headlights were already off and the surrounding candles were burning steadily.  I pulled the blanket over my head and couldn’t believe I had let myself get roped into hearing Amber’s ghost stories again.  I despised scary stories and wouldn’t sleep for days after hearing them.  No way could I…

  • Housewife

    I knew my mother wanted to stay at home and be a housewife.  As I headed off to work every morning, I felt a twinge of jealousy as I watched her leisurely drinking her second cup of coffee.  I often wondered if she ever got bored staying home all did.  Then I caught myself – did she actually stay home…

  • The Newcomer

    I moved around so many times growing up, I got into the habit of never owning more than I could carry.  My main problem was the number of notebooks I had acquired over the years.  I couldn’t keep myself from writing stories and it got to a point that I had one large suitcase full of clothes and one stuffed with a few clothes and…

  • The Storyteller

    My father has always been my favorite storyteller.  He always tells me it’s because his family didn’t own a television when he grew up, but I don’t think that’s necessarily true.  He has to have a very active imagination to be able to make up all the intricate details that are included in his stories.  He also…

  • Fairy Tales

    I’ve always been a sucker for happy endings.  I started reading fairy tales in elementary school and started rewriting them shortly after.  I grew tired of the prince always saving the princess.  I wanted the princess to be ready and able to save herself instead of waiting on someone else to come all the while hoping…

  • Lifetime

    I have spent years trying to forget high school.  The petty fights, the drama, the gossip, the rumors.  I wanted to forget everyone and move on and move away.  Why anyone stayed in their hometown for anything was beyond me.  The worst time I had was when all my friends got a ride for lunch, but told me there wasn’t…

  • The Wall

    I always wished I had my brother’s room.  As the only outgoing member of the family, I wanted the room with the French doors that opened into the backyard.  My parents had a strict curfew of ten o’clock, but who could get anything done before then?  I wanted to stay out all night and not…

  • It Takes One

    “It takes one to know one,” was my sister’s favorite comeback line in the history of comeback lines.  As we got older, she got wittier, but I always knew she did really love me when she repeated her favorite line.  She could never get the words ‘I love you’ to come out of her mouth,…

  • Exactly

    I knew exactly what was going to happen.  And I knew exactly what time it was going to happen.  My mother had never been good at keeping secrets and I was not good at surprises.  We both knew this and my sister often had to run interference.  I didn’t even know how she could be my mother since there was…