Short Stories
#ShortStory
Short stories, here you'll find concise prose fiction on a range of subjects. Small self-contained stories to make you think and feel.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 10:36pm
18th Apr 2025 10:36pm
Tripping Balls
There's a man standing on a bench in a public park
He's pointing at people and laughing and screaming shit at them
The people walk by and don't pay any attention to him
They figure he's just some crazy motherfucker and they should keep the fuck away from him
The man pulls his hat off and starts ripping out large hunks of his hair and eating it
As he screams, hunks of hair mixed with spit fall out of his mouth and stick to his face
He pulls a knife out of his pocket and saws off one of his ears
He eats the ear
A moment later, he does the same to the...
He's pointing at people and laughing and screaming shit at them
The people walk by and don't pay any attention to him
They figure he's just some crazy motherfucker and they should keep the fuck away from him
The man pulls his hat off and starts ripping out large hunks of his hair and eating it
As he screams, hunks of hair mixed with spit fall out of his mouth and stick to his face
He pulls a knife out of his pocket and saws off one of his ears
He eats the ear
A moment later, he does the same to the...
#drugs
#horror
#SelfHarm
#ShortStory
#violence
88 reads
12 Comments
ManorMyth
Man_Or_Myth
Man_Or_Myth
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 8:59pm
18th Apr 2025 8:59pm
Jacob the hunter (Pt 3)
(It’s been some time since I last made an update to this story. Im looking for thoughts on tone and grammar)
“I know how it sounds, but trust me these savage beasts are real and I will rid this country of them by myself if I have to.” Jacob stares at the determination on Lilith’s face. “I can’t deny these claims you make does align with my goal. So, we can help one another until the goal is done and no further.” Staring at Lilith with his own determination, Jacob resolves himself to end the beast and have his revenge.
Back in town, as Sir Newborn frustratingly awaits...
“I know how it sounds, but trust me these savage beasts are real and I will rid this country of them by myself if I have to.” Jacob stares at the determination on Lilith’s face. “I can’t deny these claims you make does align with my goal. So, we can help one another until the goal is done and no further.” Staring at Lilith with his own determination, Jacob resolves himself to end the beast and have his revenge.
Back in town, as Sir Newborn frustratingly awaits...
#books
#fiction
#ShortStory #tragedy
#ShortStory #tragedy
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Apr 2025 7:35pm
15th Apr 2025 7:35pm
You Never Know When Murder Will Strike
After a night of some intense bowling, I saw this awesome pair of bowling shoes near the counter. They weren't black and red. They were yellow & blue.
Plus, they were my size.
The colors looked great!
I decided to snatch them.
Some pimply, out of shape manager with greasy, dandruff filled black hair stopped me right before exiting the building.
He said, "Sir, where are you going with those shoes?"
I said, "These are for me. Is that ok?"
He snatched them out my hand and said, "I never want to see you here ever again." ...
Plus, they were my size.
The colors looked great!
I decided to snatch them.
Some pimply, out of shape manager with greasy, dandruff filled black hair stopped me right before exiting the building.
He said, "Sir, where are you going with those shoes?"
I said, "These are for me. Is that ok?"
He snatched them out my hand and said, "I never want to see you here ever again." ...
#dreams
#fiction
#horror #ShortStory
#horror #ShortStory
68 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 9:34am
9th Apr 2025 9:34am
Little Red Corvette
He shot that dude like it was nothing
I never seen anything like it in my life
He pulled up to the red light
Got out of his car
He walked over to the Corvette and fired three shots into the drivers face
He then calmly returned to his car
He had the music up really loud
Some horrible pop music from today
Pure shit!
He just wasted that fucker!
Anyway,
The light turned green and he took off
So did everybody else
Except for the dead guy in the Little Red Corvette
Damn I miss Prince
I never seen anything like it in my life
He pulled up to the red light
Got out of his car
He walked over to the Corvette and fired three shots into the drivers face
He then calmly returned to his car
He had the music up really loud
Some horrible pop music from today
Pure shit!
He just wasted that fucker!
Anyway,
The light turned green and he took off
So did everybody else
Except for the dead guy in the Little Red Corvette
Damn I miss Prince
#cars
#fiction
#murder
#satirical
#ShortStory
69 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 8:28pm
31st Mar 2025 8:28pm
At The Ballet
Connie was only six when she was discovered gazing at a dead rat by Madame Jenny Taylor
Madame once assoluta at the Ivaninski's, informed the Linguses that the child was to be her pupil
Long years of study began in her ballet school above a row of shops
Connie first came before the public as a peasant girl in Giselle, ou Les Wilis, devised by Madame to display her students abilities
Her life was rather dull and monotonous
She became aware of what real ballet was when Madame took her to one of Anya Neeze innumerable farewell performances
Eventually she was allowed...
Madame once assoluta at the Ivaninski's, informed the Linguses that the child was to be her pupil
Long years of study began in her ballet school above a row of shops
Connie first came before the public as a peasant girl in Giselle, ou Les Wilis, devised by Madame to display her students abilities
Her life was rather dull and monotonous
She became aware of what real ballet was when Madame took her to one of Anya Neeze innumerable farewell performances
Eventually she was allowed...
#dance
#fiction
#loneliness
#ShortStory
#success
103 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 11:29am
31st Mar 2025 11:29am
What comes up, must come down
During a 1960 KKK initiation ritual in the deep south, Eaton Beaver fired several shots into the air. Perhaps not fully grasping the concept of gravity, he never considered that what goes up must come down. The descending bullet struck fellow Klansman Harry Azcrac in the head, wounding him critically.
#ignorance
#satirical
#ShortStory
101 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 10:57am
30th Mar 2025 10:57am
A naughty girl
Once upon a time a little girl was going to take her doll for a walk when there she was, meeting two nice little birds
She dropped them a pretty little bow and said to them,
"Good afternoon, little birds, will you play with me?"
"I have some lovely candy in my little bag"
"I'll give you some"
One of the birds said, "I have no objection"
and the other said, "Neither do I"
They enjoyed themselves very much until it was nearly evening
Then the little birds said, "We want to go away now"
But...
She dropped them a pretty little bow and said to them,
"Good afternoon, little birds, will you play with me?"
"I have some lovely candy in my little bag"
"I'll give you some"
One of the birds said, "I have no objection"
and the other said, "Neither do I"
They enjoyed themselves very much until it was nearly evening
Then the little birds said, "We want to go away now"
But...
#birds
#cats
#children
#fiction
#ShortStory
83 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 10:50am
30th Mar 2025 10:50am
Nine lives for a dog?
Andy Felthersnatch's dog burst into flames when it peed on a live wire. Felthersnatch later told the press, "There was an almighty explosion and the whole street lit up. I turned around and my dog was on fire." Power was off for five hours that day in a small town 10 miles north of Glens Falls, New York. Against all odds, the dog survived.
#dogs
#fiction
#satirical
#ShortStory
#storm
75 reads
6 Comments
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 3:49pm
28th Mar 2025 3:49pm
From the Wrong Side of the Street
#anger
#BDSM
#rhyming
#dark
#ShortStory
106 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Mar 2025 9:59am
26th Mar 2025 9:59am
An Odd Tale
Some monsters have always said
There are parents under my bed
One of their names is Jeb
The other goes by Meg
There are parents under my bed
They won’t eat me as long as their fed
There are parents under my bed
Their complexions are lumpy & red
There are parents under my bed
My dreams are filled with dread
There are parents under my bed
I’d like to shoot them with lead
There are parents under my bed
Must act now before I wind up dead
There are parents under my bed
They say this illusion is in my head
There are...
There are parents under my bed
One of their names is Jeb
The other goes by Meg
There are parents under my bed
They won’t eat me as long as their fed
There are parents under my bed
Their complexions are lumpy & red
There are parents under my bed
My dreams are filled with dread
There are parents under my bed
I’d like to shoot them with lead
There are parents under my bed
Must act now before I wind up dead
There are parents under my bed
They say this illusion is in my head
There are...
#children
#MentalHealth
#monsters
#rhyming
#ShortStory
68 reads
2 Comments
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 2:33am
25th Mar 2025 2:33am
The Best Girl, Her Master, His Wife & Her Lover
#BDSM
#funny
#rhyming
#dark
#ShortStory
234 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 10:07pm
21st Mar 2025 10:07pm
One night at the bar
A man minding his own business is sitting in a bar.
Enjoying some downtime after a hard days work.
Sometime later, a drunken, loud, brash man comes stumbling in.
He's causing a raucous all around him.
He sits his ass down right near the quiet man.
This drunk stunk of sweat and booze.
The drunk fuck turned to the quiet man and said, "What's your issue? Why do you look like that? Why do you look troubled?"
The quiet man said, "No issue, just minding my own business".
The drunk didn't like that answer and continued...
Enjoying some downtime after a hard days work.
Sometime later, a drunken, loud, brash man comes stumbling in.
He's causing a raucous all around him.
He sits his ass down right near the quiet man.
This drunk stunk of sweat and booze.
The drunk fuck turned to the quiet man and said, "What's your issue? Why do you look like that? Why do you look troubled?"
The quiet man said, "No issue, just minding my own business".
The drunk didn't like that answer and continued...
#alcohol
#anger
#bullying
#ShortStory
#violence
94 reads
6 Comments
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