Microfiction

The Crazy Man
Everybody ignores him. He talks to himself in the park, on the subway, and while resting in bus stations. He's crazy, they will tell you.
By Miles Pen3 years ago in Fiction
The happy Christ
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled amidst rolling hills and glistening streams, there lived a kind-hearted girl named Lily. The village was known for its festive spirit and warm community, especially during the holiday season. Every year, the villagers celebrated a grand festival called "The Happy Christ," a joyous occasion that filled everyone's hearts with love and happiness.
By Karun 3 years ago in Fiction
Eyes of the Storm
Her slumped form sat defeated at the table. Her emerald eyes, once sparkling, were now lifelessly transfixed on the battered back door.
By Sabrina Dahl3 years ago in Fiction
The Lunch Debt
Mom puts her tips in the coffee can after work and it's usually enough to cover my school lunch. All I could find for dinner was a pack of saltine crackers. I ate them one by one in front of the TV. Mom got mad because she says she is saving those for soup. What soup? She's always mad because she’s always tired.
By Leslie Writes3 years ago in Fiction
As the Sun Slips Below the Horizon
Every day, we held our breath as the sun slipped below the horizon, convinced magic vanished with its dying light. Shadows gathered, colors faded, and we yearned for the dawn. But one lonely night, we peered into the darkness. To our astonishment, the stars twinkled like floating landscapes, we weaved tales of the dancing figures alit in the velvet sky. Fireflies danced in ethereal unison, casting a soft glow upon the whispers of the night calling birds serenading our souls. We discovered even in the depths of darkness you can find a twinkling magic that equals daylight's brilliance.
By Randy Dannenfelser3 years ago in Fiction
Craven Flight
It should have been an ordinary day. They were not supposed to come for weeks. I heard the cries and froze. “The fairies, the fairies are coming!”
By Samantha Rusk 3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Waltz: When Joyful Rhythms Brought the World Together
In a quaint village, an ordinary street musician began playing a lively tune. Melodious notes filled the air creating a delightful transformation. People's feet started tapping, hips swayed, and laughter erupted.
By Digital Business Market (DigiBizMart)3 years ago in Fiction
The Headless Horseman
So it happened one dark, stormy night; isn't that always how it goes? We crossed a haunted bridge that night, when suddenly we heard hoof-beats approaching.
By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)3 years ago in Fiction
Psyche
I have to untangle myself from several layers of sleep. Deep within a cavernous space inside my mind, I spend the night running through Psyche, limbs scratched from electrodes; fingers nimble, tearing at the stringy material of dreams.
By Rayne 3 years ago in Fiction
The Bluff
Captain James Abernathy stood atop the rocky bluff and leaned forward to survey the area. He could hear the creek, the birds, and begrudgingly, traffic from the nearby highway. He shook his head. He knew the rebels were nearby. Suddenly, there was movement in the brush. “Jimmy! Dinner!” His little brother’s voice was like a bullet to his bubble. His proud shoulders dropped; the spell was broken. He gathered his canteen and binoculars and turned to look back out over the bluff. For a second the mist returned to his eyes as he vowed to himself. “This is not over.”
By the Phuzz3 years ago in Fiction
Light in the Shadows
Stuttered gasps broke the dawn tranquility. The somber, tear-streaked faces of my family were a secondary thought to the two shadowed figures standing sentinel at the foot of the bed. The black forms grew and morphed until they swallowed me, suffocating me, tugging at me. All of the terrible things that inhabit a beating heart evaporated with a snap. I said farewell to fury, and ache, and hunger, and sorrow.
By PS Luvell3 years ago in Fiction
A Magical Journey: Confessions
The trees were thick, and there was no trail to follow. "I confess, this wasn't how I expected to spend my summer vacation."
By Natasja Rose3 years ago in Fiction