Category: Short Stories

Short Story: White Light

This is loosely based on a dream I had and then it morphed into something different.  My original dream was being stuck in underground tunnels with zombies and having to fight my way through them to survive.  It went from luring them into rooms…

Short Story: Ethan Stays

It’s been a while since I’ve written a short story. I’ve been mulling over a few ideas here and there. Starting and stopping a few times on this one and other ones half finished because I was half interested in them.  I finally sat…

Short Story: Spare Tire

Writer’s Note: I started writing this last year.  Yes, last year in 2017.  I finally decided to go back and finish it.  I thought about the polar opposites when writing this and how relationships work and don’t work. It was supposed to be a…

Short Story: Albertine and Josephine

I placed twenty-dollar bills into his hand, making sure he saw each one.  BB looked at me, showing a little bit of sorrow on his face.  He knew who they truly belonged to.  He also missed her as much as I did.  I should’ve…

Short Story: A Nightly Encounter

As the sun began its vanishing act, the moon became a sliver with its true radiance obscured behind a cloud. It was on this night I managed to catch a glimpse of his being before he retreated into the darkness. His posture was menacing…

Short Story: Dear Diary

     The screams coming from our house were heard by the next door neighbors on both sides of my parents’ house that day. Mrs. Lambert lived to the right of us. She pushed on her screen door, loosening the hinges even more, with her…

Story Idea/Writing Exercise of Mine

Untitled Serial Killer Excerpt      I sat across him at a restaurant table. When he pointed out his faulty pen, all I could do was look at the blue ink on his tip of his finger. I should’ve felt sorry for him, but the…

Short Story: Wild Sea

        In the sea of infinite waves, I found myself with one oar that day. The wind had picked up, and my hand clumsily hit the side of the boat. I will add it was built by my dear friend. He has since passed…

Short Story: Turnaround Farm

We had spent many good years on this farm. The animals were taken care of, by far the best, compared to what it could have been. There was enough food for all of my family and abundance was enjoyed by every relative whether cousins,…

Short Story: The Killer in Delilah’s Dream

This was not one of those dreams where the person wakes up in the middle of the night wiping the sweat from one’s forehead. This was not one of those dreams where the person wakes up just in time before the knife plunges into…

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