Monthly Archives: April 2015

100 short fiction tales in 100 days. 033

A child wakes screaming for her parents. They scream as well, their life running short. Yet it’s not for themselves, but their child they want saved – the bad men run upstairs, they’re hands covered in blood. The little girl, … Continue reading

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100 short fiction tales in 100 days. 032

It dangles above while I lay in my bed. It drops lower and lower. It wants to make a nest in my hair. I find three in my bed, their front legs go up in a terrifying challenge. On my … Continue reading

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100 short fiction tales in 100 days. 031

The pictures are not his. Thomas searches further through the photo album on his phone and stops at a dining fork with blood and hair dangling from it. These pics are not his! A woman lies face down in another … Continue reading

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100 short fiction tales in 100 days. 030

The body stirs. His knife stops slicing. The V is not finished. It’s dead but it’s lips move. It sits up. Skin falls in a half flap from it’s rib cage. “Give me your heart, and your soul will be … Continue reading

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100 short fiction tales in 100 days. 029

The thing in the dark dank basement calls out my name. Shadows curl, dip, and change with the rumbling wind and moon beam light. I dare not think or say it’s name. It wants me to go and see it. … Continue reading

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100 short fiction tales in 100 days. 028

Red lipstick smacked the grinning death doll from cheek to chin. It’s  pajamas carried the same light blue cloth, hair in a bun, even the same missing button at its neck. The teeth yellow, the plastic skin aged, the fingers … Continue reading

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100 short fiction tales in 100 days. 026

An owl atop a branch hooted into the night. A young girl stared from the stars to the owl and waved.  To her alarm the owl spoke. “Tell me your age and I’ll part with advice.” Without hesitation, the little … Continue reading

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