“We read about it in books and saw it in movies,” the Newscaster said into the camera, “One year ago today TakeMeSomewhere became the first company to bring the teleportation to the masses.” Read more »
Posts Categorized: Micro Stories
In the darkened room I approached the curtains, seeing the flashing lights strobe the walls. An ambulance, followed by three patrol cars neared the house. Read more »
I have obsessive compulsive disorder. I’m not a germaphobe or a checker, I just really hate odd numbers. It’s hard to explain, I just don’t feel right and I have to rectify it. I see one shoe on the floor, I have to find the other before the anxiety becomes unbearable. I buy food in pairs. I have two cars, even though I only use one. Read more »
I took the drugs to allow me to escape the depressing life I made for myself. A combination of bad decisions and lack of a father figure brought me here. Read more »
We have this new guy at work. He’s not said a word to anyone outside the meetings he has with his boss. He’s a web developer. He’s given a specification document, dons his headphones and just taps away. Read more »
I looked at the face staring back at me in the mirror and sighed. Its leathery skin made me look old. The holes for eyes appeared like they were cut by a maniac; no that will not do at all. Read more »
I put my food on the table and the doorbell rang. I breathed a deep sigh and clenched my jaw. I closed the door behind me and made my way to the front of the house. Read more »
When the rains came, they didn’t yield for weeks. Gallons of water fell, turning the roads into rivers and basements into tanks. I watched from the top of the stairs into the dark room beneath the house, hearing the water rush in, destroying everything we’d kept down there. Read more »
I tucked my little girl into bed, “Good night sweety, don’t let the bed bugs bite,” I said leaving the room. Read more »
Anxious, the man pulled on the hemp rope, barely hearing the bells ring out on the surface. Read more »
A rat placed into a maze will push forth, choosing left and right, until it meets a dead end. Then it will turn back, again searching for an exit. Read more »
Time is relative, and time can be short. Read more »
They let themselves known after the virus took hold… Read more »
I asked my daughter… Read more »
It’s an ancient hunting technique used by the Inuit Read more »
A boy and a father hunt for the first time… Read more »
Not again, it’s impossible, please don’t do this to me. It’s dark, I sit up in bed, fear manifesting itself as sweat and anxiety. The footsteps thud past my bedroom again. They pace back and forth, until there’s a knock on my door; I don’t answer it, I’m petrified.
All my money and all my time, Immortality will be mine Read more »
What about the voices? They won’t stop Read more »
Two years ago, to the day, I was on a school trip to the Grand Canyon. I can remember it as clear as yesterday. Standing at the edge of that red wound carved into the Earth by ice floes millions of years ago, it cleared my mind; such magnificence, such beauty, my hand on the… Read more »
I’ve just moved into a house a serial killer used to own. My closest friends think I’m crazy; but I wasn’t going to turn down such an opportunity.
It’s dark; did you hear a scuttering?
Son, don’t open the curtains
A man diagnosed with Capgras Syndrome believes it’s more than meets the eye
I’m a psychic and I want to die.