Tag: short short story

  • Bad Intentions

    “She never had good intentions when she started dating Andrew.  I mean, do you remember how she was also talking about the online dating she was doing when Andrew was out of town for soccer?”  I leaned back on the park bench and tried to get comfortable on the rough cement. I never understood why…

  • Voices in the Wind

    The voices in the wind led me to the clearing.  The words weren’t clear, but the intent was.  The wind cleared the leaves and I felt like I was walking a red carpet made just for me.  The tree branches made a clapping sound so when I got to the middle of the clearing, I looked…

  • Damaged

    “What if I am damaged?  Damaged and I am not sure why.  Or how.  And how can I fix anything about myself when I don’t know what I need to be fixing or how.”  Paige rambled as she paced and I didn’t know how long I could listen.  Paige went through this monologue at least…

  • Prada

    I knew on the surface Ashley wasn’t the friend I needed or the friend who could help.  “You know, the last time I went there, nothing I could screamed at me, you know?  Nothing was calling my name.  Nothing made me want to take it home.”  I watched Ashley straighten her hair with what I…

  • Influencer

    I was always looking for shortcuts and ways to work less hours in the week.  I didn’t want to spend all my days talking to people I didn’t like and doing things I didn’t want to.  I didn’t want to spend time with people who didn’t light my life on fire.  If you were boring…

  • Decorating Dreams

    “The kids are out riding their bikes.  We have about twenty minutes before they come home.  What should we do first?”  I looked at my uncle and wondered what he would say.  I kind of was hoping he wouldn’t say anything and I could do everything by myself.  I knew Stan meant well, but his…

  • The Crush

    “I want to get to know you, but every time I try, you disappear.  Every time I stop by and know you’re home, you don’t answer.”  I quickly deleted the email before I hit send.  I knew I couldn’t send Jared another desperate email.  The phrase of “it can only get better from here” flashed…

  • Cold Wind

    The cold wind surrounded me like the grief I felt.  I knew eventually the fog would lift, but I wanted it to lift sooner rather than later.  Until then I would sit outside and watch my screams run away with the wind.  “I thought you might be still out here.”  I almost jumped out of…

  • The Courtyard

    My grandfather’s courtyard was the only place where I truly felt at peace.  I spent at least one week at my grandfather’s house every summer, and if I was lucky, an entire month.  My dad disappeared from my life when I was seven and only came around once in a blue moon.  My grandparents stepped…

  • Runaway

    I knew I would leave town the second I got a drink thrown in my face.  All I could do to not react and to throw a fit was to know I was not going to be here much longer.  With my relationship with my parents essentially over, I had nothing tying me to Florida. …