Tag: Short Fiction
What do you see # 122 – What the Hell Happened?
#Writephoto – Sparks Fly
Friday Fictioneers: Too Many People
What do you see # 122 – New Life
I don’t know what I expected when I signed that waiver form. My life was over anyway. The doctors gave me a maximum of two weeks, that’s if my body behaved. Then another doctor, who called himself “the Scientist” showed up, offered to give me a new life, all I had to do was give him my old life.
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#Writephoto – At Last Reunited
Trevor has been coming to this side of the docks every day for the last year, always hoping he would spot her boat but deep down, he knew she’s never coming back.
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Friday Fictioneers: Queenie Turns Bookworm
What do you see # 121 – Awkward
I decided to give this writing prompt (What do you see) a go this week, hope you like the story.
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Friday Fictioneers: One Bright Business Man
Friday Fictioneers: Apart for Now
Standing in the shadows in ripped jeans and hoodie, she watched his boy entered the building and before long, the apartment became lit in a dim orange glow.
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Friday Fictioneers: The Worst Day
Sitting alone at the table, I check my watch, 6:10. Why are they always late?
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Friday Fictioneers: Wing Daughter
Emily tugs at her father’s shirt, “Daddy, who are you looking for?”
Her father smiles and picks her up, “Hey sweets, I was looking for you, who else? Did you enjoy story time with Ms. Rose?”
“Sure did, daddy.” Emily says then whispers, “Ms. Rose is over there, in case you’re wondering.” She winks.
He gives his daughter a look and wonders. How did my little girl come to know me so well? Before he can ponder further, Miss Rose strides over, “Hi,” she says.
“Uh hi.” He stutters. “I, I…”
“Daddy’s wondering if you wanna have coffee with him.”
(100 words)
Friday Fictioneers: Dreaming of Paradise
Where am I?
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Friday Fictioneers: Puzzled by Fascination
“Aren’t these wonderful? Wow!” Her daughter bends over to examine the paintings in awe.
She says nothing. The truth is, she’s miserable. What am I doing here? She keeps asking herself. Why is my daughter so interested in this stuff. She’s not an artist. She can’t draw to save her life.
She’s trying to spend time with you, you idiot. Another voice speaks in her mind. Smile, don’t be a sour-puss.
Reluctantly, she forces the corner of her lips to curl upward as she follows her daughter to the man at the table. She’s so fascinated by this stuff, why?
(100 words)
Friday Fictioneers: Hope for 2022
Sitting in his chair by the fireplace, Nicholas can’t help burst out laughing.
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Friday Fictioneers: 18 Christmases Later…
Angie stares at the Christmas lights in the rear-view mirror, waiting for the light to turn green, while a jazz rendition of “I’ll be Home for Christmas” plays softly on the radio.
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Friday Fictioneers: Secret Obsession
What I’m about to show you was my grandfather’s best-kept secret.
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Friday Fictioneers: Witness Statement
If you were standing by the docks last night, near the old tires factory, you would’ve felt the ground jolt. No, it wasn’t an earthquake.
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Friday Fictioneers: Returning to Duneview
Duneview, more like Doomview, Liz thought as she maneuvers her car toward the town of Duneview, population 123.
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Friday Fictioneers: The Occupational Hazard of a Delivery Boy
Whistling, he walks his bike down the narrow alley, feeling glad he didn’t listen to his mother and drive. There’s no way I can drive my SUV here, he eyes the narrow street.
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Friday Fictioneers: Senior Yearbook Prediction
When it came time for Senior Yearbook prediction, he was voted “Most likely to spend rest of life in parents’ basement.” As much as he wanted to prove anyone wrong, he could not.
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Friday Fictioneers: Dreams of an Exploring Mathematician
True story…
“Why do you want to be a mathematician?” Mom said, “You can’t make any money from that.”
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Friday Fictioneers: Present Ideas
“Guys, stop what you’re doing! We got trouble.” Johnny runs in to the playroom. The room’s suddenly still.
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