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
8th Nov 2024 11:13am
8th Nov 2024 11:13am
One Nervous Teenager
He would go to those dances
He could never get the nerve to ask a girl to dance
Like he would really know what to do when he got out on the floor
He had tried dancing alone in his room and had gotten so embarrassed that he just had to stop
He watched men & woman dancing on TV & movies
They made it look so easy
Women were so mysterious and full of shit
He wouldn't have a clue what to say to one if he ever got the chance
The dances went by and he went to almost all of them
He would find the darkest part of the gym and watch them with his back...
He could never get the nerve to ask a girl to dance
Like he would really know what to do when he got out on the floor
He had tried dancing alone in his room and had gotten so embarrassed that he just had to stop
He watched men & woman dancing on TV & movies
They made it look so easy
Women were so mysterious and full of shit
He wouldn't have a clue what to say to one if he ever got the chance
The dances went by and he went to almost all of them
He would find the darkest part of the gym and watch them with his back...
#dance
#dating
#fiction
#school
#ShortStory
99 reads
6 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 12:24pm
4th Nov 2024 12:24pm
Whorehouse Music
The carriage pulled up outside a gabled house with bars on the upper windows, below a full moon beaming light on the scene as if it was a stage play. A small, stout man in restrained courtly dress emerged from the carriage, pursued by a younger man in full royal regalia, sleeves slashed to reveal silk lining the colour of green jade, thick hair greased and waved in the modern style.
They were met at the door of the establishment by a madam whose wrinkled skin and flat chest were supported by shimmering black lace. The stout man found her attractive for what he perceived as her grit...
They were met at the door of the establishment by a madam whose wrinkled skin and flat chest were supported by shimmering black lace. The stout man found her attractive for what he perceived as her grit...
#horror
#ShortStory
#werewolves #witches
#werewolves #witches
99 reads
4 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
8 people, 1 cup ( multiple collab see authors note)
After not hearing from Miranda Wright for several days, her family reported the petite 28 year old woman missing. Thirteen days after filing the missing persons report, Miranda's father and brother went to her house on Halloween and noticed there was a foul odor coming from the living room. The police had gone through everything in her house as well, but found no signs of struggle. Miranda's brother noticed that the odor seemed to increase when he went toward the couch. Something told him that he should lift up the cushion. As he lifted up the cushions, he stood there in shock, seeing a...
#collaboration
#fiction
#horror
#mystery
#ShortStory
132 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 10:49am
31st Oct 2024 10:49am
The Extraordinary Journey Through The Minds of Eight DUP Members
After not hearing from Miranda Wright for several days, her family reported the petite 28 year old woman missing. Thirteen days after filing the missing persons report, Miranda's father and brother went to her house on Halloween and noticed there was a foul odor coming from the living room. The police had gone through everything in her house as well, but found no signs of struggle. Miranda's brother noticed that the odor seemed to increase when he went toward the couch. Something told him that he should lift up the cushion. As he lifted up the cushions, he stood there in shock, seeing a...
#collaboration
#evil
#fiction
#horror
#ShortStory
142 reads
16 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 7:35pm
25th Oct 2024 7:35pm
Plantation
Next on the docket is an odd little item from the early '90s that should have gone straight-to-video and was likely made with the intention of using it to fill NEW RELEASE shelves, which in those days were the equivalent of streaming services filling themselves with junk so as to have some kind of consumer product available. Nothing really changes, except on a surface level.
Using the post-Civil War US South as a theme but made by a British studio on backlots off the motorway, pop culture legend has it that Christopher Lee was going to appear as a favour to someone or other until...
Using the post-Civil War US South as a theme but made by a British studio on backlots off the motorway, pop culture legend has it that Christopher Lee was going to appear as a favour to someone or other until...
#ShortStory
97 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
24th Oct 2024 3:56pm
24th Oct 2024 3:56pm
Serial quitter
Now that she was calmer,
she looked at the sun
and decided to walk away from there.
She felt unobserved,
as if her existence had no
any greater interest to any other being.
She found that silence strange,
nothing in the air or coming from the nearby forest,
she didn't associate all this with the absence
of songs and chirps in the hot afternoon.
She remained distracted...
Without even noticing that the path
was paved with thousands
and thousands of heads ripped off from birds.
she looked at the sun
and decided to walk away from there.
She felt unobserved,
as if her existence had no
any greater interest to any other being.
She found that silence strange,
nothing in the air or coming from the nearby forest,
she didn't associate all this with the absence
of songs and chirps in the hot afternoon.
She remained distracted...
Without even noticing that the path
was paved with thousands
and thousands of heads ripped off from birds.
#anxiety
#murder
#ShortStory
#silence
#violence
97 reads
6 Comments
billywaise
Billy Waise
Billy Waise
Poem Published
20th Oct 2024 2:26am
20th Oct 2024 2:26am
Wicked
#ShortStory
55 reads
0 Comments
RPM1on1
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 00:59am
16th Oct 2024 00:59am
Reconnection
The night felt different from the moment we stepped out. Something unspoken hovered between us, something I hadn’t felt in years. It had been so long since we’d been this close—not just physically, but emotionally. The distance between us had grown quietly over the years, like a slow drift we couldn’t stop. We hadn't made love in what felt like forever, and now, as we walked together, her hand in mine, I could feel that old fear creeping back.
Could I still please her? Would I remember how to touch her in the way she liked? Could I even get hard enough to make this happen? These...
Could I still please her? Would I remember how to touch her in the way she liked? Could I even get hard enough to make this happen? These...
#erotic
#orgasm
#sex
#ShortStory
#wife
280 reads
7 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 7:50pm
13th Oct 2024 7:50pm
An eye for a tooth
After an intense game of Chutes & Ladders, Mary hailed victorious over Gary
As everyone knows, Gary is a huge sore loser
He also had one to many drinks that evening
Mary decided to showboat a bit
The showboating was in Gary's face
He didn't like this one bit
He told Mary to back off
She wouldn't listen
With an unexpected scream, Gary slugged her twice in the mouth, knocking a tooth out of her mouth
He then said, "See, you don't need that dentist visit after all. I helped you out."
Mary said crying and upset, "That wasn't the...
As everyone knows, Gary is a huge sore loser
He also had one to many drinks that evening
Mary decided to showboat a bit
The showboating was in Gary's face
He didn't like this one bit
He told Mary to back off
She wouldn't listen
With an unexpected scream, Gary slugged her twice in the mouth, knocking a tooth out of her mouth
He then said, "See, you don't need that dentist visit after all. I helped you out."
Mary said crying and upset, "That wasn't the...
#fiction
#horror
#marriage
#ShortStory
#violence
77 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 9:28pm
7th Oct 2024 9:28pm
Spooning, Knifing & Forking
My wife only wants me to spoon her when she's hammered
Any other time, she don't want me near
That's ok
I actually despise her and spooning
One night she came home incredibly drunk
She was all over the place
Stumbling, making no sense
Fell backwards into my cabinet
Breaking some heirloom figurines I had from my family
No apology, nothing
My blood was beginning to boil
I yelled at her, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!!!"
I was tired, so I went to bed
Few moments later she came into bed
She was frisky and...
Any other time, she don't want me near
That's ok
I actually despise her and spooning
One night she came home incredibly drunk
She was all over the place
Stumbling, making no sense
Fell backwards into my cabinet
Breaking some heirloom figurines I had from my family
No apology, nothing
My blood was beginning to boil
I yelled at her, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!!!"
I was tired, so I went to bed
Few moments later she came into bed
She was frisky and...
#food
#horror
#murder
#ShortStory
#wife
111 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 4:28pm
7th Oct 2024 4:28pm
Brick and Mortar
Houses are of brick and mortar. If there's evil, it's in someone's heart. I don't remember who said that, but it mostly holds true. I say mostly because sometimes the evil in someone's heart can leach into the brick-and-mortar. The house on Cromwell Row was like that. It was one of five uniform constructions backing onto farmer's fields, the opposite of what you would imagine when given the prompt "haunted house". There were no gables, no accidents of architecture turning upper windows into eyes, and it was only one floor, a bungalow, just like its mates.
My husband and I...
My husband and I...
#fiction
#ghosts
#horror #ShortStory
#horror #ShortStory
178 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 11:07am
4th Oct 2024 11:07am
In love with an image
I'm sitting here waiting for you
You said you were coming over at 7 PM
No show...again
When will I wake up and tell myself, this isn't right?
When will I stop stressing over you?
You're not that great, but I still want you
Why is that?
Why am I so attracted to you?
I need to move on
When you would look at me, I'd get goosebumps and become nervous
I would want to show you how dedicated & in love I am with you
You know that, but you never accept it
I'm dancing around my own wants and desires for you but fall flat on my...
You said you were coming over at 7 PM
No show...again
When will I wake up and tell myself, this isn't right?
When will I stop stressing over you?
You're not that great, but I still want you
Why is that?
Why am I so attracted to you?
I need to move on
When you would look at me, I'd get goosebumps and become nervous
I would want to show you how dedicated & in love I am with you
You know that, but you never accept it
I'm dancing around my own wants and desires for you but fall flat on my...
#fiction
#MentalHealth
#obsession
#relationships
#ShortStory
188 reads
10 Comments
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