Tag: short short story

  • The Donation

    When the donation first came through, I immediately started crying. I had never needed help more than I needed it right now.  I had never asked for money before, for help before, but my situation was dire.  Everything had started when Mario smashed my car into a tree. He wasn’t supposed to be driving, but…

  • The School Trip

    As soon as I woke up, I knew the day was going to go haywire. I always hated going on school field trips because no one else wanted to see the same things I wanted to see. Today I would be heading to the science museum with the rest of my fourth-grade class and I…

  • The Dishwasher

    The dishwasher had been broken for months before anyone noticed. I didn’t want to tell my family because I knew what they would do. I knew I would have to pay for the damage even though I hadn’t been the one to break the dishwasher. I was the scapegoat – the black sheep – of…

  • Short End of the Stick

    I always knew I had the short end of the stick being that I had two older brothers.  I wanted to be with them for every hour of every day.  I wanted to do everything they did and sometimes they let me and sometimes they didn’t.  My parents obliged my fantasies of playing flag football,…

  • Square One

    “Square one? We’re really back to square one? How could we possibly be back here? We’ve been working on this for weeks!!” I knew my voice was getting hysterical, but I couldn’t help it.  “Listen. I don’t know what you want me to say, but our plan isn’t going to work. Riley has figured out…

  • School Days

    I never knew how good my life was until everything was gone. Everything changed the day I turned eighteen just like my family had been warning. What they did not do was warn me about what was going to happen on the day I turned eighteen. If they had, I would have been significantly more…

  • The Sting

    I never knew what to do with an aching heart. My parents had never expressed their feelings openly and I wondered what it would be like to be able to talk about anything and everything. I wanted to scream and dance and not worry about what they would say. How they would act. Would they…

  • The Ranch

    As soon as Clayton grabbed my hand, I knew what I had to do. I needed to run and run fast. Clayton should be able to keep up and I knew I couldn’t waste breath and time waiting for him. If Marcus caught up with us, it’d all be over.  Clayton and I had come…

  • The Mural

    PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson  As soon as I saw the mural, I knew Scott had been here.  Here in the town I had called home for the last seven years.  I had successfully hidden from him for this long, only for him to find me by accident.  Or what I could only believe was…

  • Covered

    “I wasn’t sure what to think when he said he had it ‘covered’. He has never had anything covered in his entire life. He wants to project an image that he has his life pulled together, but he doesn’t.” As Angela turned into the grocery store parking lot, I finally let myself breathe. Her driving…