Tag: short short story

  • Academics

    “I knew you were with somebody else. I just needed to find the proof. And here it is.” I jumped as Makayla sprang out from behind the bookshelves. I had heard stories about Makayla, but this was my first time meeting her in person. Josh jumped nearly as high as I did, but I felt…

  • The Planner

    I had always been the type of kid who needed a planner. I liked to have everything organized and ready to go when I needed it. My family wasn’t quite as organized as I would like them to be, but I had grown accustomed to the wild and crazy life we lived. Almost to the…

  • The Front of the Room

    As soon as I was called to the front of the room, I knew I had won the contest.  Mrs. Miller didn’t call on anyone unless she was praising them.  I had never been a great student, but she was able to remind me I did have good qualities and I was not the problem…

  • Surrounded by Fabric

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  As soon as we walked into the store, I knew I was home. I knew I could do whatever I wanted, make whatever I wanted, with the fabric surrounding me. The only thing in my way was how to pay for everything. Because of his broken relationship with my grandmother, my…

  • Crime Scene

    I always thought our house looked like a bit of a crime scene.  Especially when I compared it to my friends’ houses.  My parents liked to refer to themselves as ‘creatives’ and I wondered if that was an excuse for not wanting to clean the house.  But at the same time, I loved it.  I…

  • The Monster in the Closet

    I always knew there was a monster living in my closet, but also knew better than to tell anyone.  My parents would latch onto the idea of a monster and would never let it go.  My brother would also never let it go, but in a different way.  He would never let me forget how…

  • The Rivalry

    Check out my story on the Booked Solid in Santa Fe blog!

  • The Calculus Teacher

    I had been in love with my calculus teacher for as long as I could remember. I walked by his classroom as often as I could just to see if Mr. Williams happened to be standing out in the hallway. I practiced one-liners and jokes so I would have something to say to him. Something…

  • Brothers

    “Jeremiah never realized he was wrong.  Never understood what he did was so out of place and inconsiderate.  It was unbelievable.”  I stood quietly in the hallway, listening to my father complain about my uncle over the phone.  I knew I shouldn’t be eavesdropping, but I needed to know who he was talking to.  I needed…

  • The Junkyard

    Check out my story on the Booked Solid in Santa Fe blog!