Flash

  • Day 280 – A Day Full Of Fun – Short Story

    The day was not hot, the day was not cold, when down the hill, Laney Bean rolled. with a giggle and a gaggle, a laugh and a cackle, she came to a stop, at the bottom did she flop. Then Stella the dog, tumbled down after, attacking her feet, to fits of laughter. And that’s…

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  • Day 279 – Blustering Blizzards – Short Story

    It was rainy and damp, it was shakily cold, when Stella the dog, saw a sight to behold. Twas Melvin the cat, who’d sneakily snuck, under the covers, in the back of a truck. She howled and she hollered, she called him by name, but Melvin the cat, the spot he did claim. He flicked…

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  • Day 278 – Melvin The Cat – Short Story

    With a slash of his tail, and a flick of each ear, Melvin the cat, showed no fear. He leapt from the tool shed, onto the ground, he sneakily snuck, not making a sound. He peered through windows, he sniffed under doors, he scratched at the board, that made up the floors. When he was…

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  • Day 277 – Proof – Short Story

    He sits nervously in the cafe booth, staring into the now, cold cup of coffee, the door swings open and the bell attached rings. He spins quickly around, his eyes wide, frantic, they lock with hers and she smiles, faintly, he leaps from his seat and clutches her close, and leads her back to the…

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  • Day 276 – Eughy – Short Story

    “This is so not what I thought I’d be doing tonight,” he says, as he turns to the girl sitting in the car next to him, she faines a smile and bites down on her bottom lip, before brushing her hair from her face. “Neither did I,” she says as she turns away, looking out…

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  • Day 275 – Ninety – Short Story

    He blinks, feeling the warmth of it run down his face, he spits a wad of saliva, blood, and pieces of several broken teeth the the ground, coughs violently, before spitting again.”Damn,” he says with a chuckle, before looking up, he squints, and places a hand in the air, shielding his eye from the light.…

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  • Day 274 – Pilgrim – Short Story

    I’ve travelled far, across these lands in search of something, trying to find that one thing, that something, you all have, that something that keeps you where you are, stops you from traveling, stops you from, yourself. Cold, warm, wet, wild, I’ve seen it all, and more, beauty and ugliness, hate and love, but, I’ve…

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  • Day 273 – Fame – Short Story

    The TV screen flickers to life, and an awkward middle aged man in a grey suite stares from the other side, smilingly faintly before adjusting himself in his seat, “Welcome back, this is Monger, and I, am James Mercado, tonight we are joined by reality TV star and icon, Patrick Templer,” he says, as the…

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  • Day 272 – Reflex – Short Story

    They stand there, the two of them, both poised ready to strike the other, their eyes locked, frozen in time. “Fascinating,” a woman says, as she walks out of the shadows, looking over the two statue like men. “What did you call it again, staggering?” “Yes, staggering, when time locks in on itself, and creates…

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  • Day 271 – Rivers – Short Story

    “Below, it runs, in the depths, waiting for a new victim, waiting, for its next feast, but, we will not allow it, we, WE WILL NOT IGNORE IT, WE WILL STRIKE, AND, WE WILL KILL IT!” The wild eyed preacher yells, throwing his hands in the air, as thunder cracks behind him, followed moments later…

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  • Day 270 – Stocking – Short Story

    “Simplistic little fucker, aren’t you?” She says, looking down at the quivering, bloody man who crouches at her feet. “P-P-Please, Fiona, I meant no harm, I am but….” “YOU ARE BUT NOTHING!” Fiona yells, cutting him off as she drives a boot to the side of his head, knocking him over onto his side. “When…

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  • Day 269 – Padti – Short Story

    “Scandalous!” He shouts at the small room of people, they all look at the ground in shame, their faces red, one man shuffles his feet clumsily into the ground, and bits down on his lip, as he mumbles to himself, suddenly he feels a shadow cast down upon him, and he feel something drive into…

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  • Day 268 – Lollipop – Short Story

    Spin me round, she said, show me heaven, she added, this night was going to be a whole new ball game to what I’ve experienced in the past, I knew that, but, what I didn’t know, what I failed to realise, is all these words she used, all this feeling she’d woven through every word…

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  • Day 267 – Zero Cares – Short Story

    “It’s not that I don’t care, so, don’t get me wrong, I mean, I do, I really fucking do, but, well, I have to do this for me,” he says, staring at his reflection in the mirror, he turns to a young, blonde, blue eyed girl who is sitting on the bed behind him, and…

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  • Day 266 – Pundit – Short Story

    “It’s not like that, I swear,” he says to her, as the tears run down his cheeks. “Bullshit, if it’s not like that, then why are we even having this conversation?” “What? You’re the one with the overactive imagination, attacking me with you’re far out ideas, crazy stories, and fact-less accusations, that’s why we’re having…

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  • Day 265  – Frantic Motion – Short Story

    “You have to trust me,” he says, as he stares into her hopeless eyes, she nods her head, biting into her lip as she does. “With everything I have,” she says. He smiles, “Good, because, what we’re about to do, requires you to do exactly what I say, when I say it. You can’t stop…

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  • Day 264 – Potion Twenty-Six – Short Story

    “I want to start this story out, with one important fact, one fact that will ensure as you hear this, as you take all this in, you will know, that none of this was my fault. You may, at times think, maybe I had something to do with it all, but I can assure you,…

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  • Day 263 – Severance – Short Story

    “How excited are you kid?” He says, looking over at the young man, his face pale, his eyes wide, and his mind, well, his mind somewhere else, he looks over to the older man, and smiles nervously. “Shitting myself if you want me to be honest,” he says, the older man laughs. “It’s going to…

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  • Day 262 – Past Gliders – Short Story

    The darkness save no man or woman, it allows neither a reprieve, it only wants their lives, well, that’s how it seems to me anyway. When it first appeared, the news stations reported it to be some unknown act of nature, they of course, were wrong, in every way. His name was Marcus, he was,…

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  • Day 261 – Flawless – Short Story

    “So this is really what he was talking about?” She says, turning towards him, his face screwed up with anger. “Obviously,” he hisses, as he darts her a look that sends shivers running down her spine. “Don’t take it out on me, you’re the one who let him go, you should’ve put a bullet in…

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