Tag: short short story

  • Marching On

    When I joined band in middle school, I wasn’t expecting to enjoy it.  Both parents were musicians and had always had instruments in their lives.  I loved music, but I wasn’t necessarily amped about being forced into playing someone else’s music.  I had heard nothing but horror stories about middle school band and about the…

  • The Principal’s Office

    “How did it feel?  Are you proud of yourself?  Feel good about yourself?  Do you want to try that again?”  I was sitting outside the principal’s office, trying not to get sick, I didn’t know who exactly who he was talking to, but I had a pretty good idea of who it was.  Bruce was…

  • Step Into Your Power

    “You have to step into your power,” I whispered to myself.  “On the count of three…”  I had been hyping myself up all morning for the exact moment.  I only needed to confront Emily once.  I had been rehearsing what I wanted to say so the words would come smoothly and freely.  This was my…

  • Is this Friendship?

    “Is this is what being friends means, I don’t want anything to do with it.  With you.  Lose my phone number.”  I stared, dumbfounded, as Stacy turned on her heel and walked away.  My mouth was still hanging open as I watched her get into her car and drive away.  “What was that all about?” …

  • The Petting Zoo

    Photo by sydney Rae on Unsplash I knew before I met Mike’s family, it would be a problem.  Especially since I was not young and blonde and I was definitely not a lawyer. Or a doctor.  I was a public servant and Mike’s parents didn’t approve of low paying jobs.  Librarians didn’t make enough money…

  • Lost in the Woods

    I never wanted to be lost in the woods, but here I was.  Lost, alone, and starving.  Marty said he was going to be right back and for some reason, I had believed him.  I had been skeptical of the hike in the first place, but instead of listening to my instinct, here I was. …

  • Optimistic

    What had originally drawn me to Gabriel in the beginning was his optimism.  But now I was debating whether or not I had made the right decision.  I was watching him try to sweet talk his secretary into buying him several more drinks.  He rarely drank so I knew he wasn’t talking to Kendall for…

  • Just Like Mama Made It 

    “I made it just like mama made it,” I said softly to Mary.  I slid the plate in front of her and prayed she would eat.  I wasn’t sure she had eaten anything in the last forty-eight hours.  I packed away as I watched her had reach toward her fork and I paused as her…

  • Sparkling Inspiration

    As the snow gently started to fall, I knew exactly what my project would be composed of.  It needed to be made solely of recycled materials and had to reflect the life in the mountains I craved so much.  Moving to a completely different environment and lifestyle had very nearly made me come undone.  But…

  • The Helicopter

    The helicopter was hovering and I was about to lose my mind. I felt like the helicopter had been above my house for hours when I knew it was only a few minutes. I was one of the nosiest neighbors on the street and was dying to know what was going on outside, but didn’t…