Short Story

Cinnamon Rolls
Leah was going into diabetic shock in the middle of her neighborhood park. It was five past nine in the morning, and she was out enjoying her well deserved snow day. The snowball fight she was having with her dog, Ellie, turned for the worst when Leah suddenly collapsed into the snow.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction
Tunnels
Sometimes I'd hear voices. Not in my head, or telling me to do anything. Not even talking to me. It sounded like snatches of conversation I could almost (but not quite) understand. Ordinary. Like someone asking have we any laundry soap left? or close that door, there's a draught.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
Flowers for Her
Flowers for Her D. A. Ratliff A Detective Elijah Boone Mystery I came home to an unexpected vase of flowers, and my hands trembled as I opened the attached note. This wasn’t the first time that flowers had arrived at my door. Each time I received flowers, another young woman died.
By D. A. Ratliff3 years ago in Fiction
Captured in Time
In the quiet corner of a dusty attic, nestled among forgotten memories and discarded relics, I, a once-beloved camera, lay abandoned. My metallic body, weathered by time and travel, held within its lenses the stories of a bygone era—the tales of joy, sorrow, and the fleeting moments that escape the clutches of time. My journey, however, was far from over.
By Andy Kru3 years ago in Fiction
See The Dawn
The stories continue. L.C. Schäfer started this! She is to blame. You can find out about this here: Prompt number twenty-two:
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
Choices
Mable Snider hated these Tuesday morning managers meetings. She ran her hand through her salt and pepper hair and thought, "every job has its drawbacks". The new guy, Tom Stalky, was delivering his first weekly report with enthusiasm and bravado. She was sure it would wear off. Mable would be second to the last to give her weekly accounting of complaints, goals meet, expectations based on future trends, etc. Insurance was so predictable. Like Charlie Brown's teacher "wa, wa, wa, wa, ..." The reports droned on until the word 'Janet blasted her to attention. Janet had been discussed before but now it was suggested the she be moved to Mable's department.
By Juanita Pearce3 years ago in Fiction
Edge of the Universe
“Stop talking, please. Listen to what I’m saying. I have something very important to tell you. I have seen things that will change our very view of reality itself. Who and what we are is not what we believe it to be. Things, life, it will never be the same again. There are others watching us. I’ve been to the edge of the universe. There is no way that I can describe it. You have to see it for yourself.”
By David E. Perry3 years ago in Fiction
mispLACEd. Content Warning.
How could you forget me, Janice? Of all things to leave behind, you forget me. Not your keys. Not your coat. Not even your phone, but me. How do you not even notice that I’m missing? Can’t you feel my absence?
By Cathy holmes3 years ago in Fiction
Reunion
It’s Marty Pruitt’s ten year high school reunion. Well, not exactly hers. It’s Kearny High’s Class of 2005 high school reunion and everyone, even people who graduated in 2004 and 2006, are coming. At least according to the social media breakdown. All the invites have been digitally accepted, even Marty’s.
By C.C. Moyer-Gardner3 years ago in Fiction
Like Father. Content Warning.
“Did you want another one, Frank?” The older bartender surveyed the dim flickering lights of his dingy establishment as he posed a question to the sole patron seated at the bar. The lights cast dancing shadows across the worn furnishings, and the overall tone of the corner pub screamed mediocrity. The space, while accommodating for a handful of regulars with tales etched in time, remained far from suitable for larger gatherings.
By Ben Soto3 years ago in Fiction
A Winter Burial
Marlowe Bender always received the task of shoveling snow near their home, and it was usually done with a smile on her face, though the last part was always according to her husband, James Bender. In actuality, this was James' task, but Marlowe couldn't remember the last time James actually did the task--or any actual work.
By Clyde E. Dawkins3 years ago in Fiction
Test of Faith. Top Story - January 2024.
Marty received a phone call yesterday that rocked his world. He found out he might have pancreatic cancer after a visit with his doctor. He had to take a pay cut at his job amidst the rocky economy and as if that was not bad enough, he also broke up with his girlfriend after being together for the past two years and even being engaged. He woke up this morning with a lot on his mind.
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Fiction