Microfiction
Running For It
He would have to move fast. Even then, it would be risky. It had come down to speed and guts and the prize was in sight. The move had to be made now, and he was committed. They'd planned and practiced and this moment was why they had picked him, if it came to this.
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Fiction
Jasper's Greatest Heist
Jasper wasn’t going to be stuck with boring kibble, he had a plan. His master had pasta in the living room, and Jasper the dog was going to get it. The previous night he spent the whole time sawing, crafting, moving, setting, and glueing. And as his master sat down, Jasper got into position.
By Deasun T. Smyth3 years ago in Fiction
The Snatch. Runner-Up in Micro Heist Challenge.
I peeked around the corner casually while Louis sussed out the mark. Oblivious, he sat gazing into space at the park perimeter, his pricey leather laptop bag strap looped loosely over the bench back. Next to him, a tuna sandwich lay partially unwrapped, and next to the sandwich, a banana. I wrinkled my nose. I hate bananas.
By Natalie Wilkinson3 years ago in Fiction
The Many Faces Within
Once upon a time, in the bustling city of Veridian, there lived a man named Edward Sinclair. On the surface, he appeared like any other ordinary individual, going about his daily routines with a calm demeanour. However, beneath his composed exterior lay a secret that only a select few were aware of: Edward suffered from Dissociative Identity Disorder, a condition that gave birth to multiple identities within him.
By Abdullahi Aliyu3 years ago in Fiction
The Easy Job. Top Story - June 2023.
Sheets of bank paper float on drafts of air. Wind rushes from vacant spaces where glass panes used to be. Last images of a life lost. The bank manager's eyes stare at me from where he fell on the floor. His mouth moves slightly in desperate gasps for air, he won't get. A lake of red expands across marble tiles. All of his tomorrows are gone, and so are mine.
By The Invisible Writer3 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Time Capsule
A remarkable discovery was made in Willowbrook, where tranquility abounds among beautiful green hills and babbling brooks, in front of young heritage enthusiast Emily Dawson, who was on an unusual journey that would forever alter the way she saw the things in this world. researching local history for what can be viewed as one sensitive project among many other long-term goals, which involves exploring every nook and corner! Along with studying through old records and speaking with elderly residents of the town, all of which were related to memories sparked by genuine events.
By Chiemela Joel3 years ago in Fiction
The Heist of Hope
In the dim lit room, a group of individuals gathered around a table, their faces masked by determination. They were not criminals by nature, but desperate times had called for desperate measures. Among them was Sarah, a young woman with a heart burdened by a sense of responsibility. Her sister, Emily, lay in a hospital bed, her life slipping away with every passing moment.
By Adeshina Adeleke 3 years ago in Fiction
Roy
Roy had everything taken from him. His wife, his kids, his home. He had to chase the rush; he doesn’t want to live dollar to dollar anymore. They’ll come back once he has completed his mission. His brother, Jon, doesn’t have anyone dependant on him. He has only ever had to look out for himself, which has come with a lot of recklessness but he wouldn’t hunt for the high with anyone else. 1:17 AM, security guard change over, Jon walks into the casino dressed as a dealer, takes an empty table and springs into action. He is the distraction; all Roy has to do is get into the back room whilst their attention is on Jon. It’s working, the security guards don’t recognise him, within seconds, the once empty table is swarmed. Roy rushes towards the staff-only door but it’s locked. No sweat, he can pick this. He scrambles through his bag to find his tools but freezes when he hears Jon’s voice. “Over there.” Roy doesn’t want to turn around. He already knows. He can feel Jon’s finger acting as the knife in his back. Roy flashes a piercing, betrayed look at Jon as the handcuff lock clicks.
By YesItsMocha3 years ago in Fiction
