Category: short story

  • Finding Home

    Finding Home

    Sly was just that sly and as slick as ever. Life had not always been kind to him. He was alive, which he could not say about his other friends. Most of his family didn’t make it, but there were a few left that he adored. High winds made him swoop to the ground. Right…

  • Inspiration Hits E On The Head (A Chaotic Journal Entry)

    Inspiration Hits E On The Head (A Chaotic Journal Entry)

    January 3rd, 2023 Dearest Journal, Today I will describe to you my day of homesickness. Let’s start now, shall we? I guess I should start at the beginning. You see, as usual, I stayed up late writing again to my heart’s content, and everything was going perfectly. That is, until it didn’t…BOOM… morning hits, and…

  • Reunion

    Reunion

    A beef joint was roasting in the Aga along with roast potatoes, creating a really delicious smell; prosecco and wine were chilling in the fridge. Mary was getting ready to greet her guests.  Whilst having a sort out a few weeks before, she found a box of old photographs. In her teens, she had four…

  • Lost In The Woods

    Lost In The Woods

    One October night in the darkness of the Aberdeen Forest, a young man named Atticus was walking with his beagle, Clyde. Atticus and Clyde had just moved to their new home on Walnut Street yesterday afternoon, so they still weren’t very familiar with their new neighborhood. They were in the forest because Clyde had started…

  • Eat Cake

    Eat Cake

    It was my cousin’s eighteenth birthday and my wedding day. Hustle and bustle, moving in every direction, my mind a jumbled mess. The ceremony was a formality, that’s all, I told myself. Go through the motions – the church, the exchange of vows and rings, rice-throwing, and exit to the reception via the sleek, shiny…

  • Bench

    Bench

    It was that time of year. I always had to return to the bench, partly to pay my respects, but mostly just to remember. I couldn’t believe that six years had passed already; the days are long, but the years are short. I took great interest in watching the sunset as often as I could;…

  • A Glimpse To 2030

    A Glimpse To 2030

    Inside my one-bedroom flat, gazing at life from a distance. My eyes pop out because of disbelief, and my jaw drops because of amazement.  Year 2030 looks like a year that’s not from planet Earth. Almost everything is artificial and unbelievable in 2030.  Starting from how people look with too much makeup, Brazilian Butt Lifts,…

  • What’s Bugging You?

    What’s Bugging You?

    AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is my response to one of the most interesting writing prompts I’ve ever responded to: “An exterminator is called to a house for an infestation of memories. These memories are nested in the walls, chewing through the floorboards, and leaving droppings of half-forgotten faces everywhere. The exterminator gets to work…” ——– Carl…

  • San Fran Wandering    

    San Fran Wandering    

     January 3rd, 2023 Dearest Journal, Today, unlike other days, I will narrate my day in the third person. Anyway, let’s get started! E woke in her bed, exhausted from the day before. She shouldn’t have stayed up the previous night because now she was completely drained of all energy. E lay in bed for an…

  • Corinne’s New Best Friend

    Corinne’s New Best Friend

    It was a rainy morning in early September as Corinne curled up on the couch under a cozy blanket, her new cat, Olive, in her lap, reading one of her favorite books. Corinne had just gotten Olive a week ago, and ever since then, she had become her new best friend. Corinne adopted Olive from…