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Flash fiction stories vary in length from anywhere between one hundred to one thousand words. The aim of flash fiction is to ensure every word is absolutely necessary. Stories in this category can cover any of the fiction genres, the challenge being to engage the reader and tell a complete story within a limited number of words.

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The Sweetest Destination

They were supposed to go on an adventure of a lifetime...

As they sat watching the sun dipping into the blue-green water of the gulf, they sighed. It wasn’t the vacation they had planned, that was for sure. They’d spent the past two years planning an amazing, once-in-a-lifetime trip to Africa. Their chosen destination was Kenya, where they would have spent eight days on a safari, two nights at the Giraffe Manor, and one final night at a luxury hotel...Read On

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And the dog howled...

The silly Jingles family and their dog get into some trouble during their picnic

One bright and beautiful summer's day, The Jingles family --Mom, Dad and their two kids-- decided to go on a picnic and play at the park. They packed a big basket filled with submarine sandwiches, fresh fruit and their favourite delicious cookies as a special treat. They packed everything up in their car. Dad said, “Ho! Ho!” Mom said, “Hee! Hee!” The kids said, “Ha! Ha!” ...Read On

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A New Beginning

I just needed a new perspective in my life.

Over the years I got preoccupied with work.  Especially after my divorce. I worked all the time to preoccupy my thoughts so I wouldn’t become too bitter.  It helped for some time, but all I felt was emptiness.  A sense of longing was what I was looking for. Companionship?  Relationship?  Time away from my troubles? Yes! Yes! Yes! I needed all of that and more.  My self-imposed exile would...Read On

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My Puddle Duck

When life gives you puddles, sometimes you just need to play in them.

Some say only ducks truly enjoy the rain. They obviously have not met Kerstin.  “You’re stark-raving mad, you know that?” I call out to her from the bungalow’s front porch.  “We haven’t seen the sun for three days. These puddles may very well be my only chance at a pool.” She jumps, splashing both feet like a rebellious child with a rose-colored pout. “At least we’ll save on sunscreen!” ...Read On

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Why I Liked a Social Media Post

There was a Facebook post the other day that asked: What object defined your childhood? Loads of comments underneath. Tons of dafties with nothing better to do. Pictures of Space Hoppers, the towers at Ravenscraig imploding, Harry Potter , Tamagotchis, that sort of thing. I only saw all this because my friend had replied:  What about all that white dog shite, eh? And everyone went: white...Read On

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The Berry Girl

The mysterious girl knew where to find the best raspberries

Butterflies and bees danced under the summer sun as Gail walked to the raspberry patch. The heat was increasing as the day wore on but was still bearable. With the lake as her pool, the heat did not really matter to Gail. She would re-apply sunscreen and go for a dip later. Finding a bush with plenty of ripe, red berries, Gail started picking. Her husband Michael was grilling a trout he...Read On

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Coral is a colour of love

As autumn leaves fell, our lives’ hue darkened. Covid-19 grounded Sarah’s corporate-lawyer lifestyle. We fretted; could infection accompany me home from the hospital? Challenging times, despite dad’s toilet paper stockpile. It pays not to giggle when your girlfriend repeatedly tries to shoo our cat away from her Zoom meeting. “Annie, stop it!” Sarah’s tone was so testy. Scooping up the...Read On

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Peen Goes to a Swimming Pool

Peen has a summertime escapade

Peen slipped through a gate in the wire mesh fencing, between pink oleanders, and out onto the deck of the swimming pool. He stood proudly in the simmering heat of the summer sun. His splayed feet were shod in sandals. He wore a cabana shirt dotted with green sea turtles. Added to that were Bermuda shorts in a purplish plaid pattern hanging loosely. A straw hat with pompom dangles completed...Read On

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Two Pebbles

With two pebbles of yesterday in my Pina Colada, at Hotel Dementia. Now my hair of grey, has worn the years of poetic seasons, but my wife is still my cotton candy. It wasn't so long ago that I was a barker of words and funnel cakes at the carnival. Where unicorns danced and swayed beneath the spotlights as the peanuts cracked.     As a young lad, I dreamed of little red-lemon turtles...Read On

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Save Me

The very idea of flying terrifies her. Now, I’m not good at physics, but to her, the concept of a huge metal monster soaring gracefully through the air is utterly baffling. It shouldn’t happen. Can’t happen. She’s aware, of course, that statistically speaking, flying is the safest form of transport. She knows she’s more likely to win the lottery than die in a plane disaster, more likely to...Read On

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The Old Poet With Two Lovers

I'd been sent by my editor to interview a local poet on the occasion of his ninetieth birthday. The poet was a well-known face around town, but was now in a retirement home. "Be sensitive," my editor had said, "if he’s not all there." It turned out that the poet was as sharp as glass. Of course, he was physically frail and sat awkwardly in a wheelchair, but the biggest trouble with him...Read On

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Felix's New View

Felix overcomes his fear of heights, and apparently everything else, at the carnival

‘What a view.’ Felix never imagined that thought would ever cross his mind while looking down from a Ferris Wheel, probably because he had always kept his eyes shut. Earlier, the yin and yang of excitement and trepidation had pulled at him when he and his dad arrived at the summer carnival. Like any boy, he loved the atmosphere, essentially a kid’s version of Nirvana: the lights, the...Read On

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I Found Myself Atop the Ferris Wheel

Sometimes you just need to change your viewpoint...

Imagine my surprise when my oldest friend, Ben, takes me to the carnival – two forty-year-olds at the carnival! “First stop – fresh-squeezed lemonade and a funnel cake!” he exclaims, leading me to the food truck. Handing me my lemonade, he says, “MaryLou, when life hands you lemons, make lemonade.” “Well, I say, ‘When life hands you lemons, squirt someone in the eyeball with them.” We...Read On

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Whimsy

It was a wistful longing for the night winds that had me pawing dark's sensuality. As my breath condensate in a brume of sooted smoke from the nearby chimneys. And I grinning a grin of a harlequin. As I lit the gaslights, a choir in the distance harken a carol. "O come all ye faithful..." Beneath my button britches my manhood twitched, with Old Nick's itch. And with a glint in my monocle...Read On

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Found

Wonders can be found in your own backyard

“Look!” Cradled in outstretched toddler hand, a treasure. “What is’t?” I surmised immediately the origin and purpose of this newest wonder, I am, however, intrigued as to the deductive powers of my darling Cecily, so remain silent. “Maybe it’s a…” nose to discovery, intricate details examined close, “a…from a robot, like somthun’ that makes him move, a big,” arms held out wide to...Read On

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It takes two to triumph

Our short secret journey from home.

I watched you windsurf for most of the day, The sails went back and forth with the occasional jump and twist and maybe a flip. This looks impressive to those of us who don’t do it ourselves. Afterwards, we went to a spot near the river where people were jumping off a cliff into the waters below. I went also, but when I looked over the edge, I froze.  People were watching from below...Read On

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The Farmers

The enemy envoy approached the border-lands of Amoria. The land was as bountiful as it was beautiful. Lush vegetation grew along the rolling hills, springing forward in full bloom. Calm lakes with their surfaces like mirrors reflected the mountain tops on the horizon. As the envoy marched further into the land, they were pleased to see there was no resistance. No guard posts, or legions...Read On

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The Collection

Hand hovering over the door handle, Lucy pauses. The smell of burned plastic makes her gag and she winces as she imagines the scene beyond. The fire has destroyed her once-pristine dining room, although she acknowledges, it had been unusable for a while. Six months to be exact. Ever since Tim moved his collection in. “Only temporary,” he’d said when she protested. “Just while I sort them out.” ...Read On

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On the eve of war

The time had come to put away their childish ways. Their days filled with banter and playful ways were done. The sowing and reaping over, the storehouses full. All of it a distant memory now, the time for war had come. The faint echo of troops clamoring could be heard as if an echo on the wind.  The barbarian hoards had claimed the mountain pass as their birthright, but beyond them was a...Read On

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Hiding Ma's Shoes

Ma declares a play day afternoon

Sissy was fourteen and a force to be reckoned with. She was the oldest girl on the ranch, but not known for being the busiest. Truth be told, she drove her Ma nuts. Sissy and her siblings did not pay much attention to what year it was, as they lived in a time before electricity was in their parts and maybe even invented. Most days were full of work and some nights included times for sleeping....Read On

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Wrapped in Ribbons and Bows

A Gift and a Tease

After a long day at the office, tired and beat down, he returned home. No greeting at the door, no food on the table. Instead, there was an arrow on the floor. He looked at it, baffled. It was made of cardboard. A man of education, he deduced it was meant for him to follow. It led to a rarely closed door. He turned the knob to discover it locked, but taped to the door was an...Read On

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Love and Affection Challenge: Buck's Bucks

Even Buck’s friends considered him a tightwad's tightwad.

Folks always claimed ‘Buck’ Granderson got his nickname because he still had the first dollar he ever made. It wasn’t true, at least not the part about his name. I had it on very good authority that his parents, two otherwise sober and responsible individuals, named him Buckalew Lavelle Granderson. While few knew about his full name, those who did all agreed it must have been a long and...Read On

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A time to harvest.

Reaping the harvest was no easy task, but hard work was always rewarding, and today was a special day! The people sang new songs and were full of joy! They bundled the grain and lifted it high as they carried it back to the store houses. They laughed and joked with each other as they took long drinks from the well to quench their thirst on the cool fall day.    No labor on this day was lost...Read On

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The Canvas

The canvas was blank. Like a brilliant shining light in his mind, it was blank. Piercing and constant it stared at him, begging to be transformed. Like so many times before, beauty and vibrant color longed to be placed. It cried out to him, but he was empty. Reports of success and victory streamed in, yet it was all empty. Day after day the generals talked of greatness and victory. Day...Read On

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The Rhythm of Silence

walking my dog by some mysterious birds

 

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Last Stop

Chris wasn't where he should be. He should be at work, sitting at his desk, a place which is a ten minute walk from his home, but instead he is sitting on a bus travelling through a place he does not recognize. Chris has no recollection of how it is that he came to be where it is he is. In fact he cannot remember anything from after he woke up that morning up until this moment where he has...Read On

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The Lavender Town Dare

A high school kid dares to climb the Lavender Tower at night.

  "Go into the Lavender Tower at night," they said.   "We dare you," they said.   Obviously they'd never had the courage to try it for themselves. For the fourth time the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as something in the cold, dark room flitted amongst the headstones commemorating countless deceased Pokémon. Shaye tried to ignore the dark shapes he saw―or thought he...Read On

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Star Wars: Unfortunate Circumstances

Nadska finds that the planet he thought would be safe still isn't beyond the reach of the Empire.

  Nadska knew he was in trouble. He’d had the misfortune to be planet-side when the first of the Star Destroyers emerged from hyperspace above Kashyyyk, now everyone on the jungle world was trapped. The imperials had already jammed global communications and were commencing a well orchestrated assault on the planetary defences. That was all Nadska knew, he honestly didn’t care what the...Read On

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Musical Differences

The Bee Flats. They'd come up with the name in Paul's dingy basement flat, which always smelled dank and foisty no matter how many Glade Plug-ins Paul threw at it. Jacko always felt a little ill the day after he'd spent time at Paul's, the damp air permeating his already overworked alveoli. The copious amount of weed they smoked obviously didn't help matters. They were proud of the name as...Read On

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The Return

It was much more isolated than he'd imagined. He'd pictured the cemetery by a church. Near a town. Near  something . Not this - just a cemetery, in a forest, with nothing - and no-one - around. The darkness didn't help, or the creeping fog. Despite this, and despite the pervasive atmosphere on impeding doom he felt, he quickly found the grave. A shiver ran through him as he read the epitaph....Read On