Microfiction
Smart Watch:Timekeeper's Gift
The Timekeeper's Gift: Unlocking Possibilities with the Smart Watch In the bustling city of Metropolis, a young inventor named Ethan was fascinated by the wonders of technology. He spent his days tinkering with gadgets, always seeking to create something that would make a meaningful impact on the world. One day, he unveiled his latest creation: a revolutionary smart watch that held the key to unlocking endless possibilities.
By kulandaivel3 years ago in Fiction
1313
He hated the number thirteen He had been indoctrinated to believe it was unlucky They said Judas Iscariot was the thirteenth person at the Last Supper, but weren't there twelve Apostles and Jesus so wasn't Jesus number thirteen? He did come off pretty badly and Judas got thirty pieces of silver.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
Words of a Mother, you cannot hear! As she is not here!
With the popping sound of the balloons, I entered the house. Lights were twinkling like stars; the kids were playing and running here and there. Friends were approaching the house with the present, but the crowd was less than the previous year. Three layered creamy birthday cake was ready on the table. Everything was ready, but the birthday boy was missing.
By yuvashree R Deep3 years ago in Fiction
Come Down for Dinner
“Kids, come down for dinner,” I shouted. “We’re playing games,” they shouted. “Eat first, then more games,” I said. “Ugh, it’s the same thing every night, corn and shrimp,” John complained. “Yah,” his brother agreed. “You’re lucky we get anything at all, including those games. The government is negotiating for our release. In the meantime, keep your heads down and a smile on your face. Like the guards keep saying, if they come in and think we’re ungrateful, they’ll shoot us. Do you understand? Keep smiling, damn it! There’s cameras watching,” I said. The kids nodded and smiled. They understood.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Passionate Love
My name is Javier El Guapo, and I thought I was the most passionate lover on Earth. I’m muscular, have long flowing hair, ride horses and seduced many women. And a few men. I have never been satisfied in a relationship because nobody has ever been able to match my passion. It was last Tuesday. I met a woman María La Perra Hermosa. We made wild love. I fell in love with her instantly. We had such great chemistry together. We went camping and made s’mores, the late night passion was genuinely amazing. Finally, someone who was made for me.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Cursed Mood Ring
I was at the carnival. I won a mood ring and put it on. I liked the way it glimmered. It started to turn red but I wasn’t angry. Then I was. I started smashing things and screaming at my mother. “Why are you angry?” She asked. “I don’t know, I think it’s this ring. It’s controlling my mood and I hate everything,” I said. “It’s cursed” the carny said and laughed. My mother grabbed the ring and ripped it off. “Finally I feel better,” I said. My mother showed me her finger, and now it was stuck on her.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Sorrow Dogs
The riven dogs returned from the shattered fields, their coats crusted with the epithets of war...mud, blood and memory. They drooled in long ropes which dragged wet to the earth and curled together for a common warmth shivering with a thief greater than cold. Time past and a singular howl rose, pure and baleful. A keening of utter loss as if to extinguish himself entirely by sound.
By Kevin Rolly3 years ago in Fiction
The Plan
They spread themselves in a circle, everyone silent. The field was cast in the last beryl light of the day and they all held the forms in their trembling hands. The final contracts signed and agreed upon. Tonight it would happen. It had taken years of planning. They cast the papers into the fire which burnt into orange curlings which whispered away in dying sparks into the cold night.
By Kevin Rolly3 years ago in Fiction
