Microfiction

Life at 4:00 AM
The two young males, wearing black hoodies and dark jeans, came into the mini-mart about 4:00 am. They walked around the store seeming to shop and then came to the cash register where there stood a young clerk, maybe 25 years old. He couldn’t have weighed more than 150 pounds soaking wet.
By Barbara Gode Wiles3 years ago in Fiction
Psychological Horror
The old house stood ominously at the end of the street, its crumbling façade and broken windows hinting at a dark history. It was said that those who entered never returned the same. Samantha, a young psychology student fascinated by the human mind, couldn't resist the allure of the abandoned house. Ignoring the warnings of her friends, she ventured inside, eager to explore the depths of psychological horror firsthand.
By Ademola Samuel 3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Canvas
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived a young and aspiring artist named Emily. Her passion for painting knew no bounds, and she poured her heart and soul into every stroke of her brush. She had dreams of creating art that would touch the souls of those who beheld it.
By mahnoor3 years ago in Fiction
Dry Times
“It’s gotta be climate change,” Peppy Perrigan spouted. “Okay, and if we get rid of all the plastic bags in the world, there would still be water here, too, right?” Chevy Hillman asked.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
The Youngest
New Sweden University commencement ceremonies included a speech by the head of the class, egregia cum laude Barth Whitestar. At just seven-years-old the black boy had achieved the feat and entered the history books as the youngest graduate of a degree-granting institution.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Stolen
Nualla had become lost in the Gabayan forest. Cacophonous, harsh and discordant sounds came from all directions, overwhelming her senses, and slowly began to frighten her. A tiny bird sat on the weeping willow branch above her head, singing a soothing melody, Nualla found comfort and a bit of hope.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
Rumble
Lights blinked. Roars from the engines pervaded the area. In Dover, Delaware, the cars on the highway flew by like they jockeyed for position in a Dover Speed Roadway event.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Challenge Accepted
I never thought I'd wind up here when I accepted this challenge. It had all sprung from a rather cocky statement I made the last time we all hung out. I may have said something like,"I could swipe anything. I could take a ring off a finger, a wallet out, of a pocket, hell, empty a vault at a bank!"
By Ashleigh Nicole3 years ago in Fiction
How To Conjure Up A Short Story
How to conjure up a short story is not unlike writing down a recipe for baking a cake. First, you need to list the ingredients, and then you write the process of mixing and baking those ingredients to produce a mouth-watering cake. It's just like magic.
By Liam Ireland3 years ago in Fiction
Time Crunch
The hourglass comes into frame. The sand is spilling and time is running out. The beach house will not be clear for long, there is only one chance to succeed.
By L.Clabrough3 years ago in Fiction
A Little Bit Of Larceny
Carla couldn't stop trembling. Did they really pull it off? Her nerves were getting the best of her and she had a lump in her throat that she just couldn't swallow. They needed to do this, there was no other way for them to fix things.
By Josey Pickering3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of Love. Content Warning.
Chapter 1: Serendipitous Encounter As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow across the city, Sarah found herself lost in the bustling streets. She had always been a dreamer, with her head in the clouds and a heart full of longing for something more. On this particular evening, fate intervened, guiding her to a quaint café tucked away on a quiet corner.
By Word Weaver 3 years ago in Fiction