Microfiction

No Regrets
“Hurry, shut the trunk!” Sammy hollers from the front seat. The car is running, and the exhaust is hot on my leg. I shut it with one swift movement and bound to the passenger seat. My stomach is flipping over like I’m on one of those rides that shoots up and down, The Hollywood Tower of Terror, I think it is.
By Heather Foster3 years ago in Fiction
Deviation
I had been watching this store for days. A young woman, a striped jacket, a green bank bag, and a silver Chevy. She emerged at 10 AM on the dot. Just as every other morning.
By E. W. Lynn3 years ago in Fiction
Brave
Running as fast as I could down a muddy lane was my only chance of getting away. I held the weapon tightly with both hands. My life depended on it.
By Denise Larkin3 years ago in Fiction
Canvas Capers
At the stroke of midnight, a subtle breeze drifted through the dimly lit art gallery. The only noise that could be heard was the gentle rustling of leaves. Three figures, clad in black, slipped through the shadows. They were after the masterpiece: "The Enigmatic Muse."
By Ivory Maxwell3 years ago in Fiction
Lovers Quarrel
He dried the perspiration from his hands again. Shaking his hands out he fixed the tie. For once dressing nice made him blend in rather than stand out.
By E. W. Lynn3 years ago in Fiction
Into The Night
Cold wind bit at his exposed cheeks, the beard he kept for these frigid winters helped. Some. The darkness of winter would be on his side, he thought as he pushed himself further.
By E. W. Lynn3 years ago in Fiction
Kick Rocks
Chip Cooper, age sixteen, hid behind a tree in the dark, watching the jeweler lock the front doors to Derby’s Diamonds Jewelry Shop.
By Sadie Cole3 years ago in Fiction
I was an Artist in the Renaissance
As an artist in the Renaissance period, my life is a tapestry woven with passion, creativity, and the pursuit of artistic excellence. Allow me to transport you to the bustling streets of Florence, where my story unfolds against the backdrop of a flourishing artistic and intellectual revolution.
By Cory san3 years ago in Fiction
Revenge
Wiping the sweat from her palms on her skirt as she sat down she forced herself to look confident. Remaining calm was essential.
By E. W. Lynn3 years ago in Fiction
The Happiest Heist Of My Life
I triumphantly left school at the age of fifteen without any qualifications at all. I was considered a lost cause, nothing much better than canon fodder. The fact of the matter was I was painfully shy. I was overwhelmed and failed by the education system at a high school that was little better than a jungle full of dangerous animals. I always promised myself that one day I would show them who the stupid one really was, and it wasn't me.
By Liam Ireland3 years ago in Fiction
A Schoolboy Heist
At Junior High school, I was the weakest link, the boy always being beat. One time, I was beaten to a pulp by a gang of fifteen thugs, just for the fun of it. As a result, I had low self esteem and no self confidence. It was a living hell.
By Liam Ireland3 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Destiny
Chapter 1: The Struggles Within In the quiet town of Greenwood, nestled amidst rolling hills and shimmering lakes, young Adam Williams found himself trapped in the clutches of his family's turmoil. His parents, once the epitome of a loving couple, had slowly drifted apart, their love eroded by resentment and misunderstandings. Their arguments reverberated through the halls of their home, creating an oppressive atmosphere that suffocated Adam's spirit. Loneliness and longing consumed him as he yearned for a family where laughter and affection were not distant memories.
By ScribbleSage3 years ago in Fiction