Category: Flash Fiction

Trina knew it was easy to chase someone down when that person had wronged you.  She also knew it was harder to leave the person alone when you were right all along. This was what she was dealt when her brain stopped overthinking.  It was wet outside.  Her feet were cold and the words she

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It just wasn’t sitting in the classrooms that I loved.  It was the whole process taking place before I sat down on the uncomfortable wooden chairs in elementary school that became even more uncomfortable plastic chairs in middle school.  Every year I got a new box of Crayola Crayons.  You know the one with the

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Before I turned on the light, I couldn’t tell the depth or width of the room, minus a few hints from previous conversations.  How does one prepare for this type of thing?  It goes beyond stepping on the metal strip that covers the ugly transition between carpet and linoleum.  My eyes adjusted and my suspicions

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When I was spotted, she caught a glimpse of my shiny legs supporting my metal body.  I remained still, a mechanical fly, halfway between her dream and reality.  I had been instructed to make this off-white walled room my home, but shortly after entering through the tiny gap between the window and its ledge, she

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It took me five years to get back on the sidewalk.  It was a Friday on the third Friday of the second month.  It’s known as February to most people.  This is the month I was born and then reborn years later.  It was the month I celebrated my golden birthday.  It was the time

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Ethan wasn’t driving over to grandma’s house to eat her oatmeal raisin cookies at his mother’s request but driving to meet someone he had never met before.  It wasn’t in his best interest to be so daring but staying in his apartment no longer suited him on this Saturday night.  His mindset had changed after

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George sat there not wanting to talk.  It wasn’t because he couldn’t, but because he thought it would amount to nothing.  He had misjudged his peers, thinking they were smart, when those in the room were the farthest thing from it.  He called them nuisances, pond scum, crickets that wouldn’t shut up at night when

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He was what you’d call today a little person, but back in those days you’d called him a midget.  Either way he was known around here as Henry after he was kicked out of Tinseltown. I will spare you the nicknames he acquired during those days because this only soured his attitude whenever you mentioned

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Beggars can’t be choosy when you are left with nothing to do, but daydream of maybe getting out.  I came here when I was fifteen and while that might seem young, it wasn’t to me.  I had lived a life that people twice my age will never have lived.  The bad thing is I experienced

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I took my time, but when I got to the top, it was a sight to see.  I had climbed for three hours without any breaks.  I took a few pictures when I noticed movement up ahead.  I lowered my camera and that is when I saw something hiding behind a rock formation.  It didn’t

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(This is the first time in a long time I’ve just written something without thinking about it.  I didn’t edit throughout nor will I edit this.  Another flash fiction.) It was dark that day.  Actually, it was really dark that day.  The sky wasn’t letting any sunlight through the clouds.  Sure, it had rained prior

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