Microfiction

Origin Of A Teenage Space Bandit
The entire station seemed to have fallen into chaos, in contrast to its normally strict regimen. Alarms were blaring, crew members were scrambling, and Cece was being dragged by her mother down the long, metallic corridors as fast as her legs could carry her.
By Kelsey Clarey2 years ago in Fiction
Bella's Midnight Heist
In the land of Sparklewood, where the moon dipped into the horizon and painted the sky with hues of crimson and gold, a mystery was brewing. Bella the bat, with her sharp ears and inquisitive eyes, was perched on the windowsill of Professor Hootenanny's cozy little cottage. The Professor, a wise old owl with round glasses and big round eyes, was sipping tea and staring at a cryptic map spread out on his desk.
By Maya2 years ago in Fiction
The Magical Starry Night Prom
In the whimsical town of Pixelville, where stars twinkled like diamonds in the evening sky, the night of the Starry Night Prom had finally arrived. The students of Pixelville High School were buzzing with excitement as they prepared for the most magical night of the year. Luna Sparkles, with her curly locks and bright blue eyes, was busy adding the final touches to her artwork, a beautiful starry night sky that shimmered with an otherworldly glow.
By Maya2 years ago in Fiction
The Magical Voyage
Once upon a time, in a small seaside village, Luna Tides lived in a tiny cottage overlooking the vast, sparkling ocean. She loved nothing more than to spend her days exploring the tide pools and watching the waves roll in. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Luna stumbled upon a hidden cove she had never seen before. In the center of the cove, nestled among the rocks, was a beautiful, old-fashioned boat with a shiny wooden hull and a sail that shimmered like the stars.
By Maya2 years ago in Fiction
Brofluff
My superpower? It's not what you would expect, even though you’ve seen it a million times. In high school, with fat cheeks and curly hair, every day was an exercise in humiliation. Then senior year arrived. I asked out Madison. She “didn’t have time”. The next day, she was with Brad, chiseled and tanned like a California surfer despite it being January in Wisconsin. Reddit said attractive people have nothing special except being perfectly average. It gave little solace.
By Scott Christenson🌴2 years ago in Fiction
Town Cryer
Christopher liked working as a cleaner, mopping and dusting and making the place nice. He liked the anonymity too. No-one ever said hello or thanks. And he was fine with that.
By Addison Alder2 years ago in Fiction
Veil, Et al.
One thing they never tell you when you develop super powers due to a freak accident involving radioactive material and an animal; the government will find you quick! They brought me to a facility, gave me a room and supplied everything I needed, the catch … I use my powers for them, they choose what I do and where I go; code-name: Veil
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Fiction
Francine
They were sat on the terrace, the sea shimmering before them, the sun catching the heads of waves, making them smile with vibrancy in its warmth, like the hand of a kindly uncle, tousling the hair on the head of his favourite nephew.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Tell it to me again.
My heart beats but it’s fading. It’s bubbling in my ears, and I know you can hear it too. You wouldn’t be looking at me like that if you couldn’t hear it too.
By Belle2 years ago in Fiction
The Ultimate Cosmic Predators
### **Space Monsters: The Ultimate Cosmic Predators** Space has always fascinated humanity with its infinite possibilities, from the vastness of galaxies to the potential for extraterrestrial life. Among the many speculative ideas that have captured our imaginations, none are as thrilling—and terrifying—as the concept of space monsters. These cosmic beasts, born in the dark recesses of space, serve as both metaphors and warnings, illustrating our fears of the unknown and the potentially hostile universe that surrounds us.
By Someone2 years ago in Fiction
Mindshift
James was never the type that believed in wishing upon a falling star. But this one fell right in his backyard. He was looking out his bedroom window when it hit. His parents had already set the alarm, so he had to wait until morning to look for it. He searched for nearly an hour, but then there it was, as clear as day. As he reached for it, it started to glow for a moment. He showed it to his mother, but she believed that it was only a rock. She would have told him to throw it away, but she had a pet rock when she was a child.
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
One Last Time. Content Warning.
On December 14th, it was a car accident — a drunk driver at a red light. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ January 10th — shooting.
By Lizzy Rose2 years ago in Fiction