There it was again. The call. The never-ending call. Della turned back toward the screen. The television was dark, not even turned on, yet the call remained. “Just one more,” she heard herself mutter. “I have time for one more episode.” She looked back over her shoulder. The dining room table was covered in stacks…
Category: Flash Fiction
Soap
The clouds remain dark overhead. A young boy dressed in a yellow raincoat stomps through the mud in red boots. A mangy mutt chases after him, circling and barking at the boy. The boy giggles and runs after the dog, stomping in every muddy puddle as he does. The dog barks more and runs, leading…
Cherry Blossoms
That wonderful smell was in the air again. The trees were filled with beautiful pink budding flowers of cherry blossoms. The air smelled fresher, and cleaner. The land looked prettier, in fresh, bright greens and pinks. Deer, rabbits, birds, and other creatures were frolicking among the plants. Everything seemed better. Nothing hurt anymore. It had…
Don’t Fear the Dark
The darkness was not something to fear. It was comforting and inviting. Something to bask in. Something that never really left. A safety blanket when the world was too bright and overwhelming. A quiet that soothed the burn of too much noise the rest of the world radiated. There was a reason why the sun…
Lost in the Woods
The path is dark. Patches of light scatter over the narrow path from the gaps in the leaves above. The light provided only makes the shadows look larger. What is that? Is it a tree branch or a man? What about that one? Is it a monster or just conveniently placed shadows? Only one way…
Tea vs. Coffee: The Debate
That smell. That rancid smell. Why was it always that disgusting smell first thing in the morning? How could he stand it? Julia buried her face into her pillow and groaned, clenching the bed sheets. The smell was too overpowering. She could only hold her breath for so long. She lifted her face, careful to…