Microfiction

What If Outer Space Was Breathable?
Imagine being on a routine Space Walk when your helmet unexpectedly becomes loose. Instead of suffocating, you find yourself breathing in fresh cosmic air. But what would happen if outer space was breathable? Would the breathable atmosphere reach far and wide? Why would space suddenly become so loud? And could this lead to the destruction of the entire solar system?
By Minu Singh3 years ago in Fiction
INTERVIEWING AI, WHY IS CHAT GPT IS CUT OFF
Me: Why chat gpt's not updated to current affairs after September 2021? GPT: As an AI language model, I have a knowledge cutoff, which means my training only goes up until September 2021. I don't have direct access to real-time information or the ability to update myself. However, I can still provide information and engage in discussions based on the knowledge I acquired before my cutoff date. Keep in mind that any information I provide about events or developments after September 2021 would be based on what was known up until that time, and there may have been new updates or changes since then. While I don't have access to real-time information or updates beyond September 2021, I can still assist with a wide range of topics and provide valuable information based on the knowledge I acquired during my training. I can help answer questions about history, science, literature, and general knowledge, and provide guidance on various subjects.
By Karun 3 years ago in Fiction
Corinthian Bouquet
On the corner I waited for the lighted green man to say walk. A five-way light meant a long wait for crisscrossing traffic to take their turns.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
Substitution
“Algae?! That’s what they’re pushing now? It’s in the commercial?! Stop production on the next advertisement,” Harold Pennington addressed the director of the commercial.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Fever
My darling wife was becoming hotter by the hour and I was becoming more worried. I called the advice nurse, I gave her cool compresses. She is not responding to homemade soup, medicine or even my love.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Outbreak
Her shepherds ears swiveled at the sound of crunching. Yanking her handgun up, she pointed it toward the sounds source. “Don’t come any closer,” she threatened.
By Ray 3 years ago in Fiction
Exotic Pets
There was a knocking at my door. I looked outside. This has to be a joke. I opened up and an elephant and her baby were out front. “Who knocked?” I shouted. “We did,” the elephant mother said. “What the hell?” I shouted and jumped back. “The elephant revolution has begun. There’s more elephants then humans living underground. We know you lead the human armies, and if you agree to shelter us so we don’t have to fight in the war, we’ll agree to help you negotiate a peaceful surrender,” she said. “I guess I have no choice,” I said.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Call The Hunter
"Did you water the plants today? Daniel? Daniel! Better not be messing around." "Yes, it's not like I have my PlayStation anymore, is it?" The distant voice came from upstairs.
By Eloise Robertson 3 years ago in Fiction
Another Rejection
The letter fell to the floor. Even if the letters weren’t precisely in big red font, “Rejected” was easy enough to understand.
By Matthew J. Fromm3 years ago in Fiction
Going Out of Business
William sat behind his desk, scouring a wasteland of paperwork; PAST NOTICE, Overdue, Collections. The frayed bill edges reflected the wild hair atop his head.
By Zack Graham3 years ago in Fiction
a little girl with eyes like stardust
The old oak tree stood witness to countless tales. Its gnarled branches reached for the sky, whispering secrets to the wind. One day, a little girl with eyes like stardust approached. "Tell me a story," she pleaded. The tree obliged, recounting ancient legends and forgotten fables. Years passed, and the girl grew older, her visits less frequent. One final time, she returned, now a woman burdened with sorrow. With tears streaming down her face, she embraced the tree, seeking solace. In that tender moment, the tree whispered, "Life is fleeting, but love endures." And with those words, it crumbled, leaving behind eternal wisdom.
By tananat preesiri3 years ago in Fiction
Monsters Beget Nightmares
Queen Genevieve was known as a humanitarian, her husband a murderer, and her first-born son a cruel tyrant. The grandchildren were feared, and their cousins' betrayers.
By Eloise Robertson 3 years ago in Fiction