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Micro Fiction Stories

As with our Flash Fiction category, the aim of micro fiction is to tell a complete story within a limited number of words.

Where Flash Fiction generally ranges from 100 to 1000 words, Micro Fiction submissions should be under 100 words and can cover any of the fiction genres.

fantasylady69 2 days ago

Halloween Story

An elderly couple celebrate Halloween, or rather she wants to.

He walked into the bedroom, ready for bed. His wife of sixty-five years was already in bed with the covers pulled up to her chin. Her hair was in curlers, her teeth in a glass on the bedside table. As he took his teeth out and put them in a glass o...

WriterGirl 3 days ago

Woman in the Mirror

Something unexpected came with the old house...

From the first night in that house, female moans invaded my dreams.  Now, I awake to a new sound- tap tap tap- as if someone's rapping on glass. I look, but there's nothing outside the window.  "Over here," whispers her melodic voice, lurin...

WriterGirl 1 week ago

A Mother's Love

Prayers are answered, but in unexpected ways...

Each month, I prayed for him. Then, tears fell.  She birthed, but couldn't keep, what my empty space desired.  Three lives converged through love as she placed his tiny hand in mine, writing new stories for us all.

Brookell 1 week ago

What a Day

It was a rough day and you were all she was looking forward to.

It was a long day and you were the only thing I was looking forward to.  There was an empty place where you were sitting so recently.  My disappointment crushed down on me as I couldn't believe you were gone.  I stood there my arms at...

Ding-dong “Hello?” “I might be wrong, but I think you were spying on me from your window?” “Er…” “Enjoying the view, were you?” “Erm…” “Get a good gawp at my naked body?” I really didn’t know what to say. “Did you like seeing my bare...

Rachel_92 3 weeks ago

Don't Forget Your Pin

Attempted mugging at a cashpoint.

To everyone in the room, she seemed like just a normal girl wearing Vans, blue jeans, and a red hoodie. Rachel didn’t mingle much that night, she was unusually quiet!Only a few hours before, she’d been traumatised, whilst trying to withdraw cash from...

Rachel_92 3 weeks ago

The Chair

Today, it was my turn in ‘the chair.’

I remember there were two of them, a man and a woman. They both wore masks? First, they sat me in the chair, then shone a bright light in my face. The man shuffled behind me and began to question my plans for the weekend? I couldn't reply because the...

Rachel_92 4 weeks ago

Table for Two

Whole new dining experience

We sat at our favourite table by the window. I’m not the jealous type, but I know what I saw last night! There you were, with a smug grin on your face. Shamelessly, licking your lips like a brazen hussy. The same lips that I thought were reserved for...

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When I got home todayYou were gone It wasn’t just your presence But your joy Your vivacity Your essence Your car  Wasn’t on the drive  The house was silent  Nothing was quite right  Cushions out of place Dishes, where they were l...

Ping 1 month ago


Third time was her charm…

To everyone in the room, she seemed like just a normal girl wearing Vans, blue jeans, and a red hoodie. But hers was an appearance intended to blend rather than deceive. She once wanted to disappear. But today was different. Anticipation replaced sel...

I come here every day and think of you. I recall those secret, stolen moments that will forever be ours. I remember how we talked and giggled; of how we shared, and discovered each other. In that tranquil meadow, we joined and found a completen...

Tams 1 month ago

The Mimic

She heard her mother scream...or did she?

Mom screams. Short and piercing like she’s just stumbled across something startling. Her shriek comes from downstairs. ‘Sounds like she’s in the kitchen but why is she awake and out of bed at this hour?’She screams again, calling my name. ‘She needs...

Tams 1 month ago

The Shadow in the House

Not everything is merely a figment of imagination.

We had moved, thousands of miles away. Dad claimed it was a job transfer, but I knew the real reason. I knew it was because of the shadow in the house.  At first, my parents didn’t believe me. Said I was just hearing things; all in my head. Then, out...

Verity 1 month ago

I scream out in agony, he just smiles. I tell him I hate him, still, he smiles. The pain is so bad, it’s all his doing. Why did he do this to me, I hate him. No apology from the man who caused me so much pain. I scream out. “Get away from me, you did...