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Short Story I was fourteen-years-old and had just started high-school when I got a part in the school musical. Everyone knows that Mrs. McNulty never gives parts to freshman, but I got one,...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Here we include all stand alone short stories regardless of the style of prose. We have great literary fiction, contemporary, sic-fi, fantasy and some amazing work by new writers that is amazing because it doesn’t fall into a category.
Short Story I was fourteen-years-old and had just started high-school when I got a part in the school musical. Everyone knows that Mrs. McNulty never gives parts to freshman, but I got one,...
Short Story “‘Are you dreaming?’ “The question caught me off guard. I didn’t recognize the voice. I turned to look at the man that questioned me. ‘Excuse me?’ As I turned I realized I...
Short Story Claire taped the cardboard box shut and sighed. She stood up, wiping a bead of sweat from under her headband as she admired her handiwork. Her small studio apartment was completely empty,...
Short Story Sitting in the urgent care waiting room, I fought back nausea and thoughts of fifty worst-case scenarios. The pain in my lower back thrummed with my breath, ebbing and flowing like...
Short Story They were doing lines in the bathroom. When I went in there was white powder spread across the granite and sink, they didn’t clean it up as well as they wanted. Dylan...
I woke with the dawn that morning. The sunlight fell in through the window and it was moments before I realized where I was. The bed was as hard as frozen hay beneath me....
Short Story Brenda’s heart pounded in her chest and she could hear the pulse in her ears. Inhaling through her nose and exhaling through her mouth, which was set in a perfect O, she...
Short Story About Identity The janitor was always depressed and cynical. This was nothing new. The monotony of his occupation had left him numb, but he had no complaints. The anxiety he used to...
Short Story About Decision Making Katie’s room had never had the lace, dolls, or pink accoutrements of a typical girl’s room, not even when she was little. She had never asked for those things,...
Short Story About Friendship I once knew a girl that painted the most realistic eyes onto the backs of snail shells. Willow was her name and she was by far absolutely brilliant at it....