Tag: short short story

  • The Worst Play

    I knew the play wasn’t going to go well, but I couldn’t stay away. Frankie was going to fail and I had to see it. He had been raving about the screenwriting when everyone else told me how terrible it actually was. I knew I should warn him what the critics were going to say,…

  • The Darkness

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  As soon as the lights went out I knew it was not an accident. And even though I had been preparing for this very moment, I wasn’t prepared at all. I was half hoping my suspicions about Oliver were wrong and nothing would happen. That my Sunday would proceed as…

  • The Lakehouse

    The scrap of paper inched closer to me with every passing minute.  There was no wind, no breeze, there was no way the paper should be moving on its own.  I wondered if I should be worried, but decided probably not. How could a tiny piece of paper be something to worry about? I had too…

  • Monsters

    Just after I died, I sat up.  I hadn’t expected my plan to go so well, but everyone had been convinced I was dead.  I knew I had precious little time to make it out of the house before everyone came back to do my final funeral preparations.  I knew my parents were especially suspicious…

  • The Raging Storm

    The storm was coming and I knew there was no way to avoid it.  I knew I should have left, but I couldn’t convince myself to leave my house.  If it was destroyed, I would accompany it.  All my worldly memories and possessions were tied up in this three bedroom house and I knew I…

  • Deserted

    I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and tried to determine what time it was before I looked at the clock. The light was not quite bright enough to light up the entire room, but bright enough for me to know I needed to get up. If I wanted to get any kind of breakfast,…

  • Relationships

    My heart felt hollow the minute he left.  Then it immediately filled again with all the plans I had not been able to fulfill while Mitch was still around.  He had held me back so much and so often, I had almost forgotten I had my own voice.  My own ideas.  I knew the first…

  • Devastation

    Every school year, I counted down the days to the beginning of summer break. I was the only time I never had any rules and only a few responsibilities. I was naturally an early riser and every summer day I was up before the summer sun. There were too many places to explore on the…

  • The Metal Mask

    I watched in horror as the man’s mask started shining in the sunlight. I still had no idea what he was doing or where he was going, I was just praying I would not be hurt. That my friends won’t be hurt. I knew I had to stand my ground, mainly because I didn’t think…

  • On the Run

    PHOTO PROMPT © Alicia Jamtaas  The only time I have ever felt free in my life was when I could fit my belongings into my garage.  It was not until then that I felt like I could do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted.  If I wanted to go on a vacation, my bags were…