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A Game of Life

- Life is a special game. Sometimes it's fun, like playing jacks or marbles. You had a talent for some competed on the sandy school playground. Some more than others. Such as tetherball and hopscotc...

By: Survivor | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 15 Feb 2019

The Death of G-Man, Say it Isn't So

- I wasn't raging my attire was making me cranky. The Glad lady shows poor manners and tries to undo my dress or so I thought. What is she doing? Through the haze that lingers in the air, I see my bel...

By: gillianleeza | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 03 Feb 2018

Never Trust a Barkeep- Bag Lady, G-man And Brolly Dolly’s Friday Night Continues...

- Acting on impulse; farting to temporarily stun the Sargent, I pluck a cocktail umbrella from the raging woman’s dress. Impromptu dart blowing weapon fashioned with the pink straw. My jaw set as I lo...

By: Emx | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 27 Jan 2018

The Garbage Man Tries To Save The Day

- Chaos. I just wanted snuggles. Everyone knew, any garbage man worth his weight in refuse, was a cuddler. But something wasn’t right. I smelled it. Then, just like the silent, noxious plume Rump reg...

By: Ping | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 24 Jan 2018

Cocktail Umbrellas and Garbage Bags, Fashion Empire

- Glad lady, inspector, a blond southern belle, no one can stop me from exacting my revenge. Over intense fiery thoughts I hear a yell. "Gill it's him" It's Recycling Man our arch nemesis. G-man an...

By: gillianleeza | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 24 Jan 2018

Cocktail Umbrellas and Garbage Bags, The Inspector Arrives

- Looking closer, I realize who shambling man is. My ex, G, Garbageman. I should have known. He never could resist anything in polyethylene. I stand up, adjust my cocktail umbrella "dress", ready to ...

By: gillianleeza | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 22 Jan 2018

Cocktail Umbrellas and Garbage Bags

- Head throbbing I open my eyes. "Why am I still in the bar?" I remember ordering a few non-virgin Hannahs. The table in front of me is covered in cocktail umbrellas. I look down aware that I am wear...

By: gillianleeza | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 21 Jan 2018

Fooling Mum

- I could see dark blue sea below my feet and I could feel the wind press against my body, holding me fast. My mother had always told me to never lean into the wind over a high cliff, but what does sh...

By: Martin | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 4.8| Added: 10 Jan 2017

What's this 'ere?

- “Oi, 'arry, come over 'ere, quick!” “What's up, Sid?” “What's that there?” “What, this 'ere?” “Yeah, that there.” “Blimey mate, I dunno but I'll tell yer what it looks like...” “What's tha...

By: AnnaMayZing | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 20 May 2016

Woes of Dusken Tides - Render's Law

- “Verus! Verus, stop!” Verus leaned forward against his brother’s weight as he walked, his expression set in stony, angry, lines. “What they’re doing is wrong, Dax. You know it as well as I do.” “Yes...

By: minipx | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 15 Apr 2016

Back To School

- The holidays are over. Back to school tomorrow. Two weeks have vanished, a fortnight of fun. Counting the sleeps ‘till Christmas day, presents under the tree. Stuffing myself with too much turkey, ...

By: Welshdreamer42 | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 03 Jan 2016

Packing

-   “Have we got everything?” “Yes.” “Are you sure?” I roll my eyes. I’m the Queen of packing. Of course we’ve got everything. Huffing, I recite the list - “Clothes, swimming kits, first-aid kit, ...

By: Welshdreamer42 | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 26 Jul 2015