Tag: short story

  • The Fruit Stand

    PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox  “That is exactly the fruit stand I have been looking for. Exactly the kind of stand I want to buy. To run.” I stared at the fruit stand, trying not to be completely obvious, but I hoped the vendor would keep himself busy on the other side of his truck.  “It’s a…

  • Noise Complaint

    I knew as soon as Harper moved in, the level of noise in the building would get out of control. I could hear her talking on the phone in the hallway when I was tucked in bed. How could someone possibly be able to talk that loudly? I usually was a sound sleeper so I…

  • Rose Street

    I heard about my old apartment getting demolished and had to get in on the action. Rose Street had been one of my favorite places to live and I was sad to see it go. I wanted to call Amy and see if she wanted to go with me to watch our old building get…

  • Late Night Visitors

    Had I known I was going to have guests at 4 AM, I would’ve tidied up. Had I known James would be one of the guests, I never would have opened the door in the first place. I would have let the incessant knocks go unanswered, but I thought someone must be hurt or they…

  • My Sanctuary

    I had always been told never to enter the forest. My parents told me the woods were dangerous but never explained why. Which obviously made me want to go every waking moment they were not watching. I spent more time in the forest than I did in my own bedroom. I kept waiting for my parents…

  • Greek Life

    I was constantly trying to figure out why Allison never wanted to be in the group pictures.  Or really have any pictures taken of her at all. I wondered if she had had a secret life I didn’t know about. The more she started to refuse to being in pictures, the more stories I made…

  • My Mother’s Corner

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  I never understood how my mother could work in her ‘corner’. I wouldn’t exactly call her a hoarder, but she never cleaned out her desk. Every time I tried to borrow her computer for a school project, I quickly became distracted by every single thing at her desk. Why did…

  • The Movies

    I nervously waited for the lights in the theater to come back on while at the same time wishing they never would. I wanted to stay close to Jim, but also couldn’t stay in the dark much longer. I had hated the dark for as long as I could remember, but couldn’t remember why until…

  • Meditation

    I had always wanted to learn how to meditate, but had yet to be able to sit still for more than three at a time. My sister, Cadence, was so calm  and never seemed stressed about anything. And she managed to get everywhere on time. I’m still not sure how.   I thought if I learned…

  • The Locking Door

    “You decide when you’re ready.  Nobody else.  I can’t help you with anything you are doing.  You.  It’s all up to you.”  I stared at my reflection in the mirror and tried to keep my face stern.  I needed to stand strong. If I budged at all, Terry would take control of what was going…