Tag: flash story

  • The Dancer

    My next-door neighbor – Tara – is a professional dancer and every time I watched her leave, I wish I had grown up dancing instead of reading.  Reading was my favorite pastime, but sometimes I wished I had a hobby that kept me active and moving like Sandy always seemed to be.  She always seemed to be going to parties and always had a lot of…

  • Amanda

    When Amanda walked into the café for the first time, I knew I wanted to be friends with her.  The clothes she wore and how she carried herself was exactly how I wanted to present myself.  I had been coming to the café for years and most of the staff automatically started my order when I came in…

  • Rocket Ship

    I always loved when my mom was able to bring home cardboard boxes and leftover crayons and markers from work.  Other than my bed and a few small bookcases, I didn’t have a lot of furniture – a fact I didn’t mind at all.  My room was easy to clean and the lack of furniture made it easy to build the…

  • Dream Store

    I started planning my dream store when I took my first official art class when I was fifteen.  My parents thought art was a colossal waste of time and money so I had never been very supported in what I considered to be the early stages of my ‘career’.  I started babysitting for other families in the neighborhood…

  • Dragons

    My younger brother has always been obsessed with dragons.  Our mom has made him a new dragon costume for Halloween every single year since he was five.  He always told me his greatest victory was when he finally mastered the skills of reading and writing so he could make up his own dragon stories and fairy tales.  At…

  • Love Letter

    “Hello.  I need you.  I love you.  Come back.”  I read and reread the letter over the course of the next week.  I was becoming obsessed, but felt like I had to know who the letter was to.  Or at least who the letter was from.  I had just bought a house and had found a few boxes in the shed that had…

  • University

    “I don’t understand how she can be gone so much,” Rebecca told me as we walked out of our English composition class.  “How can she be getting a paycheck or not be fired when she misses one class every single week?  Especially when we only have two classes, maybe three.”  Mary pushed the door open to let…

  • Dread

    “I am not going.  I am not doing this.  I don’t care what you say.”  I crossed my arms and stopped short of stamping my feet.  “What is the big deal?  It’s just a party.”  Jennifer continued to straighten her hair, not looking at me.  “Scott will be there and I don’t feel comfortable after…

  • Fire

    When James and I got married, he didn’t want any lights on past ten o’clock and wanted to unplug every electronic device beginning at 9:00.  He never told me why he wanted to use no lights at night or why he wanted the entire house to be dark and silent from dusk until dawn.  I was told that under…

  • Vibes

    My sister was the only one in my family who cared about what made me happy.  She was the only one who knew what I wanted to do with my life and the only one who asked questions.  I never faulted my parents because I knew they were just doing their best, but I found myself jealous when other parents made it…