Tag: short short story

  • Waterfalls

    Photo by MUHAMMAD KAMRAN KHAN on Unsplash  I knew hiding behind the waterfall was the only place I would be safe.  He thought I had never learned how to swim, but that was not the only lie I had told him.  I had been trying to get out from under his clutches for years and this might be the break I…

  • New Life

    Photo by Jocke Wulcan on Unsplash  As soon as I saw the house, I knew I was home.  That I was finally ready to start my new life.  A life where Jeremy would never find me.  I knew he would never follow me across an ocean to a country where he wouldn’t understand the language.  In a country whose native language isn’t English,…

  • Future Life

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  As soon set over the mountains, I wondered what my next step would be.  Would I continue on with my dream or should I turn back and return to the life every expected of me?  The missed calls on my phone meant my family was not supportive of my decision, but I knew I couldn’t let them make my decisions for…

  • Not My Home

    “This isn’t my home.  Do not leave me here.”  Michaela stopped at stomping her foot, but angrily crossed her arms in front of her chest.  I sighed heavily, knowing she wouldn’t remember this conversation in the morning.  I turned back toward the kitchen we shared to get her a glass of water and see if we had any food she would eat.  I didn’t know what she had…

  • Top Secret

    “This is top secret.  We cannot let anyone else in on our plan,” Jonah paused as he looked around at our small (but mighty) group.  “This is your last chance to back out with no repercussions.”  When nobody backed out or stared hopelessly at the ground, Jonah nodded toward the playground with determination.  I had hoped he was going to…

  • Forbidden Fruit

    I had learned from an early age about what was forbidden and what wasn’t.  My parents practically had the Bible memorized and thought they knew it front to back.  I was expected to obey all rules and not to question authority.  Ever.  I knew I could never tell them I didn’t believe in God.  I…

  • Only One Way To End 

    “There is only one way this is going to end and it’s not good.  You’d be better off turning your keys in now rather than letting everyone find out what has happened.  And who you let in.”  I stared at my shoes and wondered if I should tell the truth.  Either way, someone or some…

  • Hurricane

    I knew the hurricane would be exactly like the last major storm we endured, mainly because of how my father was acting.  He was pretending like nothing was wrong, was avoiding the news and questioned me on why all the neighbors were leaving.  Nothing I could say would change his mind.  Instead, I packed my…

  • Wind and Trees

    The wind and the trees didn’t bother me when the sun was still out.  Back when I thought I was still brave.  Now I was beginning to wonder if I had ever been brave.  I had never been afraid of the dark until this very moment, but here I was.  Alone.  Outside.  Terrified.  I wanted…

  • Finest Hour

    “Yesterday was not my finest hour,” Greg said into the microphone.  As I listened to his new recording, I started to wonder what he was going to do next.  Would he confess his sins or just the ones for he which he had been caught?  I knew I shouldn’t be listening to his confession, but…