Category: Short Fiction

` ` It was easy to open the lock on her sister’s book. She just needed a pin and, hey presto, the latch gave way. Now she could find out if her suspicion was correct. Oh, look — a heart. Prudence had even drawn a heart. This was going to be funny. ‘Nobody knows how…

The box hung on the noticeboard at the back of the classroom. Hilde shuddered inside. It was that awful Gilbert’s idea, but why did their teacher allow it? A complaints’ box. They’d all start ratting on one another. That was what he wanted. What could Hilde do? She chewed the end of her pencil until…

* Life works its magic underground. All the trials, all the pain, all the misery; the fights, and the tribulations happen for a reason. Perhaps. It is possible. Of course, we can’t be sure of it. We can’t be sure of anything. Still, it looks like something, or someone, deals us a hand. We have…

They met at daybreak. Oscurito let his dark fingers run through her blonde locks, but Luce freed herself. ‘Don’t come too close.’ ‘Cautious. As always.’  Oscurito nodded. ‘My dear, you can trust me.’ He moved in and placed a kiss on her brow. Then he bowed and left. Luce sighed as she followed his retreating…

When I look in the mirror, what do I see? A scrawny half-starved girl or a beautiful lady? Inside, I’m still that skinny girl. No matter, with intelligence and a little luck, I can secure my future. It sure helps that my body has curves in all the right places. That is something you can’t…

What made people try their hand at story writing? Why would anybody write? When? How did they do it? Also, what had she to win – and worse – mightn’t she lose face? These were questions with no answers. It was too hard. She dropped her pen and folded her hands. But, why would she…