Tag: short short story

  • Focus

    “If we could only focus on what is right in front of us, I know we could figure this out.”  I stared at the college application in front of me and tried not to panic.  I wasn’t sure if college was for me, but college was definitely for my parents.  I wondered how often I…

  • Spiritual Awakening

    “You are in for a spiritual awakening.  This night will be nothing like any night you have ever experienced.”  As Fern’s voice radiated through my headphones, I closed my eyes.  Maybe this time, everything would finally click.  If it didn’t, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do.  My life was in shambles and…

  • Floating

    I started floating the moment I saw the number on my caller ID.  I knew my dreams were about to come true and everything I had worked so hard for was finally at the finish line.  I wiped my clammy hands onto my blue jeans and reached for the phone and wondered again about what…

  • Transformation

    I knew for my transformation to be complete, I would need to sign the dotted line.  I had been holding a pen and staring at the contract for the last twenty minutes, unable to commit.  I was contemplating the pros and cons but had not been able to keep them straight.  Sometimes pros were cons…

  • Imagination

    “He never had much of an imagination.  I’m not surprised he got caught.  I knew it, I just knew it…” As I listened to Marley ramble on about our brother, Ryan, I tried to tune her out.  I knew my brother and I knew why he had gotten into trouble.  I knew why he had…

  • Creation

    On the eve of my art show – the art show that would decide the rest of my life – I saw a ghost.  Or at least the closest thing to a ghost as I could get.  Donnie had disappeared from my life two days before we were to get married.  Disappeared without a word…

  • Shining

    PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook  The bright sun told me he was there.  That he was watching.  A promise kept, but more often than not, it was a promise broken.  My uncle said he would always be here for me.  Would always have my back.  But now, I only felt his presence when the sun…

  • The Fight

    “It was horrific.  The worst.  Like I couldn’t believe what I saw.”  The longer Jennifer went on about the fight, the easier it was to tune her out.  I wondered how long she could talk about a fight and still be interested.  Henderson and Max had gotten into a verbal confrontation – Max threw one…

  • Broken

    Part of me broke the day Liam drove away.  It was part heartbreak, but mostly shame.  If I hadn’t accidentally spilled his secret, he and his family wouldn’t be moving away.  It had to have been me that spilled be the beans, but I wasn’t sure when I had done it.  I am positive I…

  • Risking an Open Heart

    Broken hearts had made me nervous from an early age.  I had started my life adventurous and had slowly withdrawn into myself.  Always safe herself and an erstwhile hypochondriac, my mother played a major role in my withdrawal into myself.  I knew she meant well, but her adamant desire for safety trumped my desires for…