The tiny creatures came through the rift from another universe. They look funny, with only four limbs and single head, but they taste great.
Category: Competition
Competition
Stranger Brother
I woke up at 3am and found my brother staring at me while sitting on the edge of his bed. The blanket behind him moved and I saw that underneath those sheets was my real brother.
It Sees You
As I watched the eyeless apparition stare off into space, I couldn’t help but ask, “What are you staring at?”.
It smiled and extended its mangled arms, reaching for something as it whispered, “The Reader.”
The cave
I don’t know how long I’ve been down here, but the battery in my phone died some time ago. My only chance of escape is finding where the whispers are coming from.
I saw her sitting alone at the table at the back, sipping a glass of wine, and went upto her and tapped her on the shoulders. She spun around, and when she saw me her eyes widened and she said: “Dear God, how did you get out from my head?”
Watching
You know that sensation like a cold, icy finger on the back of your neck, that lets you know someone’s watching you?
You should.
First day jitters
“Good luck on your first day of school honey!” my mom yelled from the kitchen. Today would have been five years since cancer took her away from me.
New Clothes
I put on my new clothes to show my husband.
I can tell by his hollow and corpse eyes that he really likes it.
Knock, knock
When I was a kid, there was SOMETHING invisible in my room that would lift the handle on my dresser and let it drop, “clink!”, if I stayed up too late. I had forgotten all about it until the knocker on my front door started knocking itself on clear, windless nights.
Upstairs
I hear people dragging a sofa upstairs.
And we don’t have an upstairs.
on stage
I offered her the mushroom soup as I did each night at the same time (apart from Sundays) and she ate it with great satisfaction before slumping to the floor. The crowd called out “encore”.
I’m home
My husband stopped by my room to say hello tonight, as he always did after work. He passed away two years ago.
Momma is in the Mirror
When I was a child, I had this reoccurring nightmare that my mother was replaced with a doppelganger. It wasn’t until I was 14 that I realized she was… when I saw her staring into the mirror smiling and winking at my screaming mother.
Complete radio silence
After three months alone on the remote, uninhabited island I was longing to return to my university post. Unable to contact my ship, I made my way to the emergency rendezvous point only to find, tacked to a tree, a rumpled note reading, “missed you – be back next year.”
Sniper
Sometimes I go to the roof if my building with a sniper rifle and target people. That’s enough for me . . . for now.
Trapped
Marjorie loves the broad evening sky: a huge, hundred mile canvas of ambrosia, piled massively like a heavenly feast but delicately shaded in purple, grey and blue. She would see more from the balcony, her concrete diving board – but the ground leaps at her like a tiger, murderous and terrifying, whirling and falling and leaping again.
Beautiful sleeper
Every night while I sleep I meet the person of my dreams. Every morning I wake up and realize she’s lying next to me.
Selfie
I was alone when I took it. That wasn’t the case when I posted the selfie on Instagram.
Relativity
“I’m one lucky bastard”, he thought as he looked at the diamond ring he bought, and smiled once again. She looked into the distance as the plane left the runway, and whispered a final farewell to the city and the seven years of misery.
The New Year
“We must learn to move on,” she said. For the last time, we saw the fireworks reflect in our eyes as the memories clung desperately to the edges of the old year, only to be washed away— to be drowned in the new— far, far away.