Microfiction
CAVU
“Nobody listens to me. I should just commit suicide. God has not given me the word to actually do it, so I’ll suffer and sacrifice. I don’t like this world. I don’t like life,” Scottie Fend said aloud. He didn’t say it with rancor but with absolute resignation.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Fiction
On A Shelf
There have always been rumours and tales about a book hidden in plain sight on a shelf, or in a bookcase, or maybe in a library. The book supposedly contained details of everything that everyone does in the world and was created by a god, a Deus Irae, to decide the fate of every person on the Earth they created.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
The Little Asshole
By the time Karl came in from the garden, stamping mud off his boots, Sandy was a gibbering mess. She'd imagined him strangled with tinsel, or stabbed with a kitchen knife. "Hey..." He pulled her close and mumbled reassurances against her hair. She pointed. His gaze fell on Jingles, and his face creased in mild confusion. "Why didn't you leave it in the attic?" he said. "Are you trying to recreate the scene? There's no n-" Sandy interrupted him with a wail. "No!" she sobbed. "I didn't!" I thought you did, and then I thought... I thought..." He waited for her to say the crazy thing, holding her like china. Watching her like a pony that might bolt, or haul off and thump him with a nutcracker. Between hiccoughs, Sandy dabbed her eyes and in a shaky voice, asked him to swear he hadn't brought the creepy elf back downstairs. "We have to get rid of it," she said, as firmly as she was able. "Not just stick it upstairs. Take it far away and burn it." "Okay," he said, rubbing her back and patting as if she really were a tightly wound horse. "Okay. I'll take it tonight. "No!" she shrieked, beginning to unravel. "It has to be now! I can't be in the house with it anymore, I just can't!" "But..."Karl frowned. "I have that interview. It's really important." Sandy tried desperately to remember which job he was going for. Guilt pricked at her, and she didn't want to ask. "Oh," she said, "Of course." Sandy sat on the sofa facing Jingles, her mouth set in a grim line. "Babe...?" Karl sounded worried now. "I'm not moving. I'm keeping the little asshole where I can see him until you get back. Hurry, okay?" She didn't see Karl leave. Jingles stared back at her. The minutes crawled by. Sandy watched the elf all day, and it didn't move even once. Not even a twitch. Not even a wink.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Mission
Beta Team just got their orders for a very hush-hush mission somewhere. All they know is that when they jump from the Huey chopper to be ready for anything. Be on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary for where you are going one really does not know what is true or false. You, Beta Team, are our last hope in finding a special person. A person that does not know that they are being watched. Your mission is to find this person anyway that you can. We are trying to find a picture but for now just recon.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
Top 10 Most Memorable Moments from Harry Potter Movies: A Magical Retelling
Under the shimmering night sky, Hogwarts stood still, as superb and mysterious as the day Harry Potter ventured foot on its grounds. Hermione proposed a thought: remembering their most remarkable undertakings. Harry, Hermione, and Ron sat by the fire and let their recollections take them on a ride through ten of the most mystical snapshots of their lives.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Fiction
Confession. Content Warning.
Christine and Bethan exchanged a look as Dave shouted again, "Laney! You'll never know!" Dave used the tactic that had got Bethan where he wanted her in the first place. He shouldn't be blamed for not thinking clearly. He was under duress. But trying to manipulate Bethan's "weakness" was his undoing.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
