Microfiction
Ryan's Dream
"Don't you dare say you love me" – Danni retorted inconsolably. They had been arguing for hours that morning. "What do you want me to say? That's how I feel" Ryan reasoned.
Paul StewartPublished 12 months ago in FictionPleasant Valley Road
In Newark, Delaware, Kaxton Seale, lifted up his sweat-drenched head. He finished his plans for making a private roadway system. And no, the roads didn’t go to dead ends. He knew those nonsensical ideals would fade from the minds of the populace. He started on Pleasant Valley Road in his hometown. It branched out across the state then the country and all of North America.
Skyler SaundersPublished 12 months ago in FictionLessons on Love
”I am a rock, I am an island.” I identified with Simon and Garfunkel’s lyrics so thoroughly that I believed my poetry and my books were all I needed. But then you swam my channel and invaded my island. Together we tore down my fortress and built a chateau. You made me remember that passion and excitement are real, not just words in my memory. I’ve traded my shroud of snow for one of burial. Thank you, Zaroff. You taught me that love isn’t the most dangerous game you can play. Welcome to my Ship-Trap.
Lisa GeigerPublished 12 months ago in FictionAt the Table
Amber crossed her arms when Nana brought out the apple pie. "You know this dessert is racist, right?" Stifled groans of disbelief rose around the table. Amber smirked.
Loryne AndaweyPublished 12 months ago in FictionThe Plan for the Diamond
It took months of planning. I finally snuck into the museum to steal the diamond. Right before I grabbed it, alarms blared. The lights went on and a man with a microphone came up to me. “Congratulations, you’re the hundredth person to try to steal it this month,” he said. “Is this a game show? Did I win?” I asked. “Yes. The diamond is fake, but your prize is a lifetime in the museum?” He said. “What?” I asked. The walls came down and bars came up. It was a trap. “Keep the diamond,” he said, smiled and left me.
Alex H MittelmanPublished 12 months ago in FictionWild flower
In the quaint town of Serenity Springs, two souls intertwined in a bittersweet love story destined for heartbreak. Emily, a vibrant young artist, met James, a brooding musician, in the most unexpected of circumstances.
RevolutionPublished 12 months ago in FictionIt Came From the Lake
I was sitting on the doc next to my girlfriend. We were holding hands. We saw ripples in the water. Then splashing. “What’s that?” Emma said. “I don’t know,” I said. A large dinosaur that looked like Loch Ness breached the surface. “Run,” I shouted. The dinosaur chased us through the woods. It eventually grabbed Emma. “No, don’t eat Emma,” I screamed. “Can I eat you, instead,” it asked. “You can talk,” I asked. “Yes, why wouldn’t I be able to talk,” it asked. I asked so many questions it eventually fell asleep and dropped Emma. We slowly snuck off.
Alex H MittelmanPublished 12 months ago in Fiction- Top Story - May 2023
Reasons
Ross gathered the courage and walked through the automatic doorway to the drug mart with every intention of committing theft. It would be his first time as an adult. As a teenager they called it the five-finger discount.
Lamar WigginsPublished 12 months ago in Fiction It Came From Below
I was trying to sleep. The noises kept creaking under my bed. I pulled the covers over my face. The noises got louder. The noises turned into a loud growling. My bed started shaking. I jumped out of bed and grabbed a shovel and a flashlight. I looked under my bed and my dog jumped out. “It’s just you, Rex,” I said. I took one last look under my bed. I saw two hands reaching out of a hole. Then a horrid, monsterous face. I tried to back up, the hand grabbed me and pulled me into the dark hole.
Alex H MittelmanPublished 12 months ago in FictionThe Bribe
I got pulled over. The officer knocked on my window. I rolled it down. “I saw what you did,” he said. “I know what you want,” I said, reaching in my pocket to hand him cash. “Have a good day, sir,” he said and left. He came to my house every week for a year demanding more money. One day I shouted “I’m sick of paying you,” and slammed him with a shovel, then buried him. Later that night, there was a knock at my door. My neighbor pointed a gun at me and said “I saw what you did.”
Alex H MittelmanPublished 12 months ago in FictionStephen Hawking's Deadly Predictions
In the quiet solitude of his study, renowned scientist Stephen Hawking contemplated the mysteries of the universe. Despite his physical limitations, his brilliant mind soared through the cosmos, unraveling secrets that eluded many others. However, there was something weighing heavily on his thoughts—deadly predictions that foretold a catastrophic future.
Home Sweet Home
They say the meaning of life is up in the stars, surrounded by the blackness of space. But in my six month orbiting the planet I wasn't so sure anymore.