Tag: short short story
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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 I had started my life adventurous and had slowly withdrawn into myself.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…
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Downpour
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Looking out the window at the constant downpour, I knew I had made the right decision. George would never be able to follow me in the rain as he could if the sun was shining brightly. I needed to get as far away from London as I could, as fast…
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Not For a Second
I stood backstage and watched the play. Until this very show, I thought I had done the right thing, gone down the right path, but now I wasn’t so sure. I had believed Derek when he told me things were going to change, but we were now ten weeks into the show and everything was…
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No One Saw Her
“I know she was here. I tracked her phone and she is here. Let me in!” I knew I was almost screaming, but I was on the verge of being completely hysterical. I knew my sister was inside. Either by choice or she had been forced to come in. Forced to stay. I was opening…
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Footprints
When I saw the muddy footprints crossing the newly mopped kitchen floor, I was initially furious. But when I saw the message on the wall, I thought I was hallucinating. My neighbor had departed from this life six months before and I had yet to fully accept his death. But the message had to be…