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Flash Fiction Stories

Flash fiction stories vary in length from anywhere between one hundred to one thousand words.

The aim of flash fiction is to ensure every word is absolutely necessary.

Stories in this category can cover any of the fiction genres, the challenge being to engage the reader and tell a complete story within a limited number of words.

Jennifer: Childish Dreams

Jennifer (Boss) muses about her childish dreams... and what she thinks of them now.

I always wanted to be a cop when I was young. To hold a gun and shoot down the bad guys. I never imagined I'd shoot down some good guys as well. I never imagined I'd fall head over heels in love with the bravest, most amazing man in the world, have two beautiful children with him... and then lose him so soon. Never imagined such evils as a war that began with valid reasoning behind it and ended being all about oil and oth...

Our family was finally getting our long awaited vacation to celebrate my sixteenth year. We were headed to the first artificial planet built after the Great Collapse. I had been teased by the digital brochure and tour videos since I was young enough to remember. But I would finally get my chance to see some of the rarest and most exotic species the galaxy has to offer. There's one in particular from the Earth of old, that...

Oh come on! It’s a school zone when the lights are flashing or children are present, like the sign RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU says. No lights, no kids—you don’t have to go twenty miles an hour NOW, you idiot. Okay, we’re past the school zone...that means you can speed up. Damn it, don’t tell me you’re going to creep along all the way to the roundabout a quarter of a mile away. Why yes, yes you are. ’Cause none of the people in...

A Farmer's Hard Work

The influence of a farmer's hard work on a duchess

There lived a farmer, a hard working fellow by the name of Alden. He grew beans for the empire, giving his all, working and toiling all day, with few breaks and little rest. The county he lived in was ruled by a kind duchess, who spent plenty for the welfare of the people, building wells, houses and much more, but the folk who lived there grew to be bandits, thieves and scum. Even with such good living circumstances, why...

Wreck of the USS Saipan (LHA-2)

Inspired by Gordon Lightfoot's and Paul Gross' Edmund Fitzgerald and 32 down on Robert Mackenzie

There is a legend about the Atlantic, that some call the animal, that says she never gives up her dead when the January winds hit heavy and turn the skies gloomy. The USS Saipan was a “gator freighter” bigger than most and came from some yard near Pascagoula Mississippi. But, it was just a bone to be chewed when those January winds came slashing with a vengeance-- The Saipan left fully loaded for Rota, after picking up th...

That Moment

Maybe, just maybe, his note wasn't wrong after all...

I frowned at the scrap of paper that fluttered to the ground as I opened my locker. My locker was immaculate, so there was no reason for paper to fall out. That could only mean one thing. Robert Munroe had been breaking and entering again. With a barely stifled sigh, I leaned down and picked up the note from the floor. Jesus! – Practically every damn day! Why couldn’t he just accept that not every girl in Crestview High S...

When a new McDonalds opened up in Ronan, they put “HIRING” up on their sign, and were flooded with hundreds of applications within hours. This is probably why a factory that assembles any kind of cordless electric drill you could buy opened up in this small reservation town, simply because there were a lot of people who were eager to work for minimum wage. Eloise was one of them. She blended in seamlessly with the crowd o...

I cried as I wrote an eight page love letter. It was well after midnight, and I had to be up at four to go to work in the morning. My soul was storming because he was gone. Big drops fell on the notebook paper and blurred the lines. I never got a chance to talk to him, and he was gone. He was supposed to become my husband someday. I was secure in that, but I waited too long, and he was gone. This is not how the story was...

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China Doll

Love and how we can hurt those we don't mean to.

There once was a little girl. There was also a china doll. The china doll had such a bright shiny face with eyes that seemed to follow you as she smiled such a big smile. She had a pretty print dress with little flowers and hair in a braid. The little girl loved the china doll so very much and the china doll had such a big smile because she loved the little girl. The little girl carried the china doll everywhere and was h...

Joe Butler was a wildlife biologist who worked for the tribe. He was from back east somewhere. Joe was a bearded bachelor who lived at the end of Gunzler lane, where he built a unique house. The only side of his house that wasn’t buried within a range-land hill was the east side. Plate glass windows, shaded by a gable, looked out upon the sun rising behind the Mission Mountains every morning. The dry range grasses and sag...

BEEP . . . BEEP . . . BEEP!!! “Ugh . . . It’s your turn. I just went.” Missy said as she pushed her husband, Leonard, out of bed. His body was hot. He groaned but got up. She snuggled down into the warm spot he left behind. Leonard went to the porch and put on a tan pair of Carhearts and went out to the big green Ford. His dark eyes were bleary, it didn’t seem like his turn. His breath and body heat fogged the windows in...

I have several secrets for growing large pumpkins. The basic essentials are good, like water, cultivated soil, manure or other nutrients in the dirt. Luck has a bit to do with it, no late freezes, no unkind weather. I don't let more than one pumpkin grow on each vine. Most people know this kind of stuff, but my super secret is birth control pills. I plant lots of birth control pills around the root of the pumpkin. Well, I...

Note: I reread my story Five Minutes and thought that it should have been different, so I decided to submit an adapted version. I'd love to hear, which one you prefer. Thanks.---oo--- "911, where's the emergency?""Uhm..., I want to report a fatal shooting" Smiling happily, he drove his car on to the bridge on his way to his fiancee. He had promised her, that beautifully sexy woman, that one day he would buy her that weddi...

Lilith

Watch for more about Lilith, a teen who believes she is cursed.

Lilith Everly looked out the back window and watched her two older brothers rake the leaves in the backyard. She filled her glass from the faucet and took a big drink before placing the glass in the sink. Gabe and Jonah were shoveling leaves into their mother's garden composter when Lilith glanced back on her way to finish her chores. She passed a family picture where she was just a baby on her mother's lap and two brown...

Five minutes

Five minutes is all it took

Five minutes. That was all it had taken. Five minutes, to ruin his life, to rob him of his love, to turn his sweet dreams into acid rain. He had promised his girlfriend, that beautiful, sexy and lustfull woman, to bring home the big one from the poker-game one day. He had promised to buy her that wedding ring she always drooled over at Eddy's pawnshop, the one with the big pink diamond. And that night he had won, big time...