Microfiction

Gone. Top Story - December 2024.
Sandy sloped down the stairs, cigarette packet crushed in one shaking hand. No one questioned a resident heading out for a smoke at this hour. Her heart fluttered no matter how she tried to steady it with slow breaths. She headed down the wide staircase, one hand on the smooth bannister. Don't hurry. Act normal.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Long Distance Relationships
”Oh Jeff… I love you too… but … You just wouldn’t fit into my neighborhood. Besides, the family visit trips would really be a killer.”
By Andrew C McDonald2 years ago in Fiction
349 Sorrows—Drowned and Otherwise
"Done your Christmas shopping?" He just looked at me in disbelief. "Oops, sorry. I mean Hanukkah. You have to get a whole week's worth of presents, right? One for each night. Gotta be expensive."
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
I saw mommy
“Oh Jeff, I love you too… but... you must never tell daddy what you saw. You don’t want mommy to get in trouble do you?“ Little Jeffery, confused at first is now scared, shakes his head, while his young world blurs through tear filled eyes. The excitement of tomorrow morning vanishes like the ghost of Christmas past. He dares a glance back at the mistletoe hanging over the archway, and sees red.
By JBaz2 years ago in Fiction
The Opportunistic Borrower
Natalie wasn't sure if Simon would be angry about her borrowing his shears but she wasn't going to chance it. It would present a wholly awkward scenario that she didn't want to navigate. And so, instead, Natalie decided to put them back where she knew Simon kept them.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Yeah, Uh-Huh
"Oh, Jeff... I love you too... but..." "It's not me, it's you?" "Well, not exactly, but, kind of..." "It's kind of me, and kind of you?"
By C. Rommial Butler2 years ago in Fiction
The Friday the 13th Before Christmas
“…And I’m telling you, it’s not a Christmas movie,” Adario announced. “It takes place around the holi—” Samantha started. “Let me stop you right there. Not sufficient enough. Plenty of things occur during the holidays. Doesn’t make them ‘Christmasy,’” Adario pointed out.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Fiction
Who Do You Call a Loser?
‘Oh, Jeff… I love you too… but…’ Brakes screeching, an ear-splitting crash, and we were disconnected. The police came and saw a heartbroken husband. The funeral was lovely.
By K.D. Popiel2 years ago in Fiction
How he feels
This is for Raymond G. Taylor's Oh Jeff Challenge. ************************************************************ “Oh Jeff…I love you too…but I am an AI-powered android.”
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Fiction
What She Said
Introduction This is for Raymond G Taylor's "Oh Jeff, I Love You Too But.." Challenge based on the detail from the Lichtenstein painting and you can read about it and enter below
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Oh, Jeff... Flash Fiction Challenge Entry!!!!
"Oh, Jeff... I love you, too... but... I love me more! I'm tired of interacting with a part-time partner who moonlights as an emaciated apparition when his weak constitution urges him to."
By Tiffany Gordon2 years ago in Fiction
The Artist's Secret
Sometimes, we see what we dare not. - Michelle Liew. **********************************************************************
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Fiction