Microfiction

Echoes of the ICU: The Haunting of Dr. Harrison
In the heart of St. Mary's Hospital, nestled within the bustling cityscape, lay the Intensive Care Unit, a place where life and death danced on a delicate tightrope. Amongst the hushed whispers of nurses and the constant hum of machinery, a tale whispered through the corridors—a tale of the spectral presence of Dr. Harrison, the esteemed physician who had passed away years ago yet lingered in the shadows of the ICU.
By Ashok2 years ago in Fiction
The snow dance
In our remote mountain village, winter's embrace brought a longstanding tradition that stirred the soul. As the first flakes whispered down from the heavens, we gathered in the heart of our town, faces aglow with anticipation beneath the soft lantern light.
By Emmy B2 years ago in Fiction
Some Call it Fate
The cabin had always been a bad penny. Willed down through the family, a responsibility that no one wanted. We got stuck with it in the end.
By Mark R. Cieslak2 years ago in Fiction
Mermen's Revenge
I stared down into the moonlit bassinet, cold and empty like me. My beloved Ryan lay behind me, glassy eyed, his blood soaking into our shared mattress.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Off-Piste
Freedom is a dizzying gift to a child, a dare to get a little lost, wander from the path, ski off-piste. A little liberty tests a child’s mettle, and the wisdom of their elders.
By Hannah Moore2 years ago in Fiction
Falling in Love
"I don't know why you have to say things like that," Mel said, as they walked home in the snow. "Things like what?" Paul asked, concentrating on where he placed his feet, his coccyx still reminding him pointedly about a fall from some time ago.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Dusk: A Night of Unseen Terrors
As twilight descended upon the quiet suburban neighborhood, a group of friends gathered at Ethan's house for what was supposed to be a fun-filled evening of games and laughter. Little did they know, the shadows lurking within the confines of his home harbored secrets that would soon unfold into a night of unimaginable horror.
By Ashok2 years ago in Fiction
The Haunting of Goa Highway: A Journey Into Unseen Terror
In the heart of India's sunshine state, where palm trees sway in the gentle breeze and the ocean's embrace whispers tales of tranquility, lies a stretch of the road unlike any other. The Goa Highway, a ribbon of asphalt cutting through dense forests and sleepy villages, is a passage to paradise for many. Yet, beneath its picturesque facade, lies a dark secret—an enigma that defies explanation and terrifies those who dare to tread its path after dusk.
By Ashok2 years ago in Fiction
Fallout
Corporal Solis tightened his cracked leather belt with stiff fingers, the ragged material of his gloves interfering as if to aggravate him on purpose. He slid to the last notch, noticing it still felt loose. He picked up his backpack and rifle, and struggled to his feet.
By Daniela Alejandra2 years ago in Fiction
Paper Cuts
Darla's hands wrapped around the ceramic of the mug, warmed by the hot cocoa within. She took a sip and watched as the windows shrunk, snow piling up inch by inch around the cabin. She hadn't been here for years - since her and Derek had first started dating, desperate to catch a few blissful days of solitude away from their nosy roommates. Back when they couldn't keep their hands off each other. When the "I love you"s dripped from their lips unconsciously. When each others' idiosyncrasies were charming, not grating. As the night fell and the snow continued to, Darla switched her childhood beverage for an adult one. The wine warmed her insides and blurred the edges between reality and fantasy. She found herself enamoured by the snow, thinking darkly of the icicles that had formed around her heart. The tiny paper cuts that they had scarred into each other after 12 years - to the point she had no choice to put her heart on ice as an act of self-preservation. To survive. She couldn't pinpoint the moment she decided to venture into the depths of the night, but as she came to her senses and tried to navigate back to the cabin, she realised she was lost. After some time, she fell to the ground, defeated. Yet, when she came to, back at the cabin - warm, thawed; she felt whole again. And there he was - her saviour. Derek had brought her back to life.
By Renessa Norton2 years ago in Fiction
unsolved mystery
Unsolved Mystery Foot steps in the snow I walk. The last time I went through the wooded lot, up the hill, to bolder point I was surprised by large footprints in the snow. A prank for sure.
By Juanita Pearce2 years ago in Fiction
Memories In White.
I stood alone in this beautiful white-covered field for hours, texting you, but still, I get no reply. It was only yesterday we spoke to each other for the first time in thirty years. We lost contact. I had to move away to a safe place.
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Fiction