Microfiction

My New Talent (wtf)
It's like oversleeping, but worse. I know, the moment I woke, something's wrong. Even through my eyelids, I can tell the light is different somehow. So are the sheets.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
All the Trappings
The car looked ridiculous parked next to the trolley store. Yellow, low slung, crimson leather seats open to the dreary sky, an engine that she hadn’t yet learnt to keep in check, revving in attention grabbing roars in traffic jams. She only hoped the supermarket’s cctv might discourage people from performing mischief upon it while she was in yoga.
By Hannah Mooreabout a year ago in Fiction
The Dollhouse
Elena liked her job. The Marcel-Wilsons were kind, and they had a large, beautiful home. Elena worked hard, and did her best to bond with the children.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Groundhog. Honorable Mention in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge.
Every morning, the first thing the Victorious, the city's top Superhero team, did was check on Groundhog. Groundhog could shape-shift, but their real power was an odd form of fail-safe/time-travel. If something went badly wrong, the day would reset for them, granting a do-over. If Groundhog was undisturbed, everything was fine. If Groundhog was upset, or repeated any of the code-phrases to signal that they were on a re-set… well, that was when Shit-Got-Real, as the kids said.
By Natasja Roseabout a year ago in Fiction
Hair to Ashes. Content Warning.
Goosebumps litter my skin, a strange sensation given the rage bubbling beneath. The man yells again. Something rude, something inconsequential. They are inconsequential.
By Steph Ruffabout a year ago in Fiction
Hearts and stars
What the world... needs now... is... Yes, thought little Jimmy, listening to the song on the radio, that's what the world needs.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Fiction
The daughter of silence
It all started when Echo was five. She kept having these nightmares where she would fall into a dark pit screaming, yet no one, not even her parents would hear her. It was terrifying. But the most horrible part was that when she'd wake up panting, her parents were nowhere to be found, just like in her dream. She'd always cry herself to sleep alone.
By Anna about a year ago in Fiction
Super. AI-Generated.
You may ask me, what is a superhero? A superhero is a character with extraordinary abilities or superpowers that are beyond those of ordinary people. Am I a superhero? I would say not, but it is not up to me to make such attributions.
By Hannah Mooreabout a year ago in Fiction
Doctor Dream
Hello. Some know me as Dr. Seth Rhys, archaeologist. I thought that’s all I would ever be. It was all I had hoped for. I was doing what I love, working with the love of my life, and spending every day with friends. That was, until two years ago when it came to me. The best and worst thing to happen to my life: The Amulet.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Fiction
Origins of the Superhero Within
A Superhero stumbles in humble ignorance, on semi-solid foundations of reality, seeking to discover the origins of their power. The brave soul follows the quest to access the source of power beyond anything words can express.
By Katherine D. Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Bermuda Triangle Mystery: Flight into the Unknown
In the depths of the Atlantic Ocean, there lies a mysterious area known as the "Bermuda Triangle," where ships and planes vanish suddenly and inexplicably, leaving behind unsolved mysteries.
By Tamer salehabout a year ago in Fiction
The Gadfly
While their origin was always clear, their identity was not–to the masses. Myself and others always knew who they were, but that identity mattered little when considering the doubt they sowed and the revolution they attempted to reap. They became an idea and a way to be. More of a mindset, less of an individual. The government saw to that last part with finality.
By kpabout a year ago in Fiction