I was pondering of all the books, all the songs, and all the paintings that now were vanished as I looked out the window when got the message. “There it is ladies and gentlemen” said the captain, “the third planet from the Sun.”
Category: Competition
Competition
Truth Or Dare
The face looked back at her with red, tired eyes as she switched off the light and turned her back to the mirror. “Bloody Mary,” she said, and a chill ran down her spine.
Sister
I was in my bedroom and I heard my sister calling me from the kitchen. My sister lives abroad.
Alzheimer’s
A man in the dark suit held the grief-stricken woman’s elbow as they walked away from the casket. “He never forgot my face, even when he lost is own name,” Nancy said.
That Gnawing Question
The Devil said to God, “Why do you allow me to sow such turmoil and strife, hatred and violence, when you could erase any trace of my existence with the twitch of a finger?” God sighed; “Do not forget in who’s image you are made.”
Quiet And Unassuming
“He was a quiet, sensitive boy… who at his high school senior dance was voted the most likeably student ever.” That’s what his obituary read.
Send Help
My friends and I were terrified to find out that our friend had died mysteriously while staying in an abandoned house near our broken down car from our trip to the cabin. I heard them arguing from the kitchen as I went to get water to calm us down and I assured them that they would be safe as I poured the fine white powder into their drinks.
Send Help
My friends and I were terrified to find out that our friend had died mysteriously while staying in an abandoned house near our broken down car from our trip to the cabin. I heard them arguing from the kitchen as I went to get water to calm us down and I assured them that they would be safe as I poured the fine white powder into their drinks.
Send Help
My friends and I were terrified to find out that our friend had died mysteriously while staying in an abandoned house near our broken down car from our trip to the cabin. I heard them arguing from the kitchen as I went to get water to calm us down and I assured them that they would be safe as I poured the fine white powder into their drinks.
Send Help
My friends and I were terrified to find out that our friend had died mysteriously while staying in an abandoned house near our broken down car from our trip to the cabin. I heard them arguing from the kitchen as I went to get water to calm us down and I assured them that they would be safe as I poured the fine white powder into their drinks.
Send Help
My friends and I were terrified to find out that our friend had died mysteriously while staying in an abandoned house near our broken down car from our trip to the cabin. I heard them arguing from the kitchen as I went to get water to calm us down and I assured them that they would be safe as I poured the fine white powder into their drinks.
anonymous
Her arms crossed and her brow furrowed, he sat in a room full of strangers introducing themselves. She thought “should I use my real name?”
i-290
He drove with his left hand on the steering wheel, his right hand rested on the center console. She moved her hand towards his, but everytime he put his hands back to 10 and 2.
The MB Lounge
In the parking lot outside of the gay bar he struggled to stand up straight. He leaned against a car, his cheek aching and his lip bleeding.
The MB Lounge
In the parking lot outside of the gay bar he struggled to stand up straight. He leaned against a car, his cheek aching and his lip bleeding.
The MB Lounge
In the parking lot outside of the gay bar he struggled to stand up straight. He leaned against a car, his cheek aching and his lip bleeding.
Two Sentences, Mat
My name is Mathew Ferguson and I’m a freelance writer and editor from Melbourne, Australia, who, a few years ago, started writing two sentence stories as a writing exercise; and once I hit some 17,000 words of stories I decided I should probably publish them somewhere and get other people to submit their own. I love ultra-short stories (check out the links for other cool sites focussed around the super short story).
Ghost Guitar
The guitar case lay open, a dollar bill lining the padded case; the guitar was no where near the case. The guitar was as far away from the case as possible; hiding in the attic, not wanting to be played ever again.
The Lost Things
The cat came out of it’s hiding place, where it waited, perched on the bookshelf; waiting for it’s owner to take that one book from the shelf, so the cat could jump back into the book and start all over again. Only, the cat didn’t want to leave this place.
Broken Record
I decided to put on a record while I worked. When I stopped working, the record was spinning, but the needle remained still, not a scratch on the record, even though it had been played many times before.