Daily Flash Fiction Stories
By Cath Barton
The storms had not cleared the air. Half-asleep, I walked slowly through the town dragging my feet, my nostrils assailed at street corners by wafts of dampness. The dogs were barking up on the hill but the streets of the town were empty. There was a half-eaten tray of chips in the gutter, the oily paper flapping like a dying bird, ketchup smeared across it like a bloodstain.
[Read more…] about Coming to the end
By Cath Bore
When Katrina’s Cat Circus comes to town there is uproar, locals brandishing placards, demanding rights for the animals.
‘It’s not what you think,’ Katrina says. ‘My circus isn’t for humans, but felines.’ [Read more…] about The Cat Circus
By Liz Hedgecock
Jennifer peeped out carefully through the letterbox. The street looked like a party! There were long tables with white cloths, and red and blue paper plates set out. She had been at the front room window almost all morning, hiding behind the nets and watching the men stringing Union Jack bunting between the lamp-posts. Mummy had switched the telly on in the morning so that they could watch the Silver Jubilee.
[Read more…] about In The Year Of Jubilee
By Tracey Westacott
Her feet were beginning to bleed now. Every metatarsal was screaming at her. Just wait, wait a while. It was still only 6.30am, still dark. She had to get ready but wait – where were the shoes? Had they hidden them again? She listened at the door of the room. There was no sound outside, only the faint brushing of branches against the window panes. She looked again at her feet – crimson specks were dotted around the arches. How could she have been so stupid?
[Read more…] about Winter Solstice
By Leska Beikircher
The hand on the clock quietly moved towards sunrise. Outside the barred windows the night reached its darkest moment, minutes before dawn. Soon, the world would be bathed in sunlight.
And with the sunlight, they’d return. The barricade wouldn’t hold forever.
[Read more…] about At Dawn
By Lisa Williamson
I sit looking out my window at the blue lights of the city about me. How things have changed in my life. Once I looked out my window and it was filled with green and air, wood and animals. As I grew older first the animals disappeared, fleeing from the advance of man. Then the tree disappeared, taken down to make homes for invading man. Slow this city grew, from a few buildings to acres of people stacked on top of each other.
[Read more…] about Out My Window
