Category: Flash Fiction

The miscommunication was there. I had told him several times, to be exact, about four. It was four times I told him not to go in there, don’t go into that place where she visits, you don’t belong there in any way. What did he do the following night? The fucker went in there with…

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This is based on a recent dream I had which actually was from last night but who’s counting. I entered the room and realized it was a deep room, spacious and long with no decorations. There should be no decorations in a room like this because this was a sterile type of setting without syringes…

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I should’ve known better. He was not the man of wisdom. He was the analyzer that probed too much. Whatever was in his hands, he inspected it until it had grown weary of his attention. The reason I know this is because I was his assistant. I was the one who picked him up when…

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No matter what you do, your glasses are always dirty. They smudge up quickly, even in the best of intentions, as you are careful. This is what you found out when you put on your mask for the first time and hundreds of times after that. It wasn’t like you had a choice. You didn’t…

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Three months ago I recently finished the last chapter of my life. It wasn’t great nor was it bad. It simply existed in human form, in some way, and in some fashion. Some people might see this as dark. Others might see it as written garbage. I tend to be wordy and weird in the…

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(It’s been a long time since I’ve written a story of any kind. I made this up on the fly. Of course, some things I’ve been thinking about in the past few weeks showed up. No editing and just writing). It had taken too long. What should’ve been a quick activity ended up being something…

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He opened the book to the middle of his masterpiece. He had written it long ago. His eyes were not as good as they had been a year ago. The days had crept upon his heart. The nights had sickened his lungs. He should have smoked less cigars and pipes when he in his youth.…

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(This idea came to me as I accidentally said Godzilla vs. Kong when referencing the newly released movie. It goes to show that ideas truly can come from anywhere.) Forget the Kong, this is the story of the assault on Big Ben. You know the building with the Clock Tower in Westminster, London? The clock…

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It was a time when the only choices you had were A, B, C, and D.  Your eyes glazed over, a few times crossed, and I knew you were asking yourself where the other choices were. The ones of 1, 2, 3, and 4. This was the test you had prepared for, not some test…

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It’s snowing outside. I can’t sit still. Don’t want too either. This day should’ve been a mystery. Give me something to solve besides math problems in my worn-out book. I want to go outside but mom won’t let me. This winter vacation sucks. “You have a cold and need to stay inside,” she tells me.…

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