Microfiction

Another Life
He pulled his cap down low over his face, thrust his hands into his tracksuit pockets, and watched them wheel it away. His body.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Anti-Elvis
And verily I say unto you, from Priscilla 4:16-20, it is written, For there will be another Pelvis to come, another caped jumpsuit with a wireless microphone to drop, and he will be prophesized thus: to come into the world when The Great Elvis no longer matters, and brothers hurt their brothers, and sisters date their sisters. And this Anti-Elvis will rise and croon, until the city called Vegas beckons him to its Sphere. And the Lord will smite his followers, including hound dogs and those who see their blues as moody. And great seductive gyrations will descend upon the people, and they will gnash their teeth and rattle their jewelry. And curse Nicholas Cage and spit on the husbandry of Michael Jackson. And the great Metronome will rest on the 7th note and see that it is good.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Secret Love
Taylor had a great friend, Mary Jane. For quite a while, probably about a month or so, Taylor kept this secret from Mary Jane. She already had the thought, "If I tell her the truth, how will she react? Will she be mad? Will she hate me?" So, she continued to not say anything about it. The secret eventually started to eat her alive. Taylor was unintentionally hinting the secret to Mary Jane. She wanted to be honest but was terrified of any potential consequences.
By Rene Peters2 years ago in Fiction
Labyrinth of Deceit
In the cover of the night, the spy silently approached the heavily guarded warehouse, its exterior dimly lit by sporadic lamps. A group of female officers, clad in their distinctive green leather uniforms and skirts, patrolled the perimeter, their vigilant eyes scanning the surroundings. The spy meticulously observed their routine, waiting for the opportune moment.
By ME Gusta2 years ago in Fiction
Stepping in to the Unknown
Bright white nothingness surrounded me as I stood on the threshold of a remarkable adventure. My heart pounded with a mixture of excitement and nerves, my mind racing with thoughts of what lay ahead. This was my first time aboard a spaceship, a moment that filled me with both awe and trepidation.
By Blaise2 years ago in Fiction
Dog
Seven days of stories. Well, who'd have thought it. A milestone reached. This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 losing my mind...sorry, I mean, choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Honour and Obey
Yesterday, I took for granted the little things. Driving. My job. Hot coffee. Opening doors. Pleasure in a steaming shower. A good suit. Plumbing. Walking wherever I chose.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
I'm Not Going To Take It Anymore
January 7th represents many commemorative days. For example, it's I'm Not Going To Take It Anymore Day. "I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!"
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Fence
The remaining spindles of a picket fence. What a sad sight to gaze upon. It was once a beautiful white fence. Pretty pink and purple flowers were lined up at its base.
By Amethyst Champagne2 years ago in Fiction
The Orphan. Content Warning.
This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 losing my mind...sorry, I mean, choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
A Visit to Nana's
The spare room at Nana's was much nicer than my room at home. It was spotless. No clutter. No toys. The bed was too hard, the pillow too soft. The hardwood floor too cold, the rug I swung my feet onto too tickly.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Uncharted Realities of Love: A Princess's Tales
Title: The Uncharted Realities of Love: A Princess's Tale Once upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away, there lived a princess who spent her days immersed in the enchanting world of fairytales. Her name was Princess Isabella, and she possessed a heart that yearned for the kind of love she had read about in countless stories. However, little did she know that the journey to finding true love was far more complex than the fairytales had led her to believe.
By Fiyisola 2 years ago in Fiction