The moment the notification appeared on the screen was possibly the best day of the young man’s life so far. The cry of delight that accompanied the raising of his arms in triumph echoed around the small room. Even his younger sister pointed at the screen for some version of pride. He found that interesting, [...]
It was just another way of acknowledging the past. This had always been her favourite spot, those were always her favourite flower, and he had just sung her favourite song. It was a tradition to celebrate an anniversary. The only thing was, and nobody else knew that it was an anniversary for either her or [...]
My grandad was a smart man. One day he took me clothes shopping in a charity shop to buy what other people had thrown away. "Look after the pennies," he always said, "and the pounds will look after themselves." He was right. I shop nowhere else, and now I'm rich. I wrote this inspired by [...]
Party season is in full swing, but coronavirus has forced everybody into separation. This doesn't mean there is a reason to be down in the dumps because all you have to do is look out the window and watch everyone partying alone but together. I wrote this inspired by this week's fandango's flash fictions challenge.
The young girl set down her suitcase before glancing back at the way she had walked. It was time to move on a all busted nd the only thing left to do was deciding where she was going to go. Pulling down the balloons, she studied them. No, this solar system bored her. "Bye," whispered [...]
It was just one of those average school trips to some stately home. That's what I thought anyway until we entered what was the old sitting-room. When everybody saw empty chairs in a space, I saw people and they noticed me. "Welcome home!" What was happening? It was just one of those average school trips [...]
This was a dream, it had to be. The world around me appeared black-and-white, covered in some kind of fog that made everything seem unfocused. London. I was in London somehow. Looking at Big Ben in the mists of maybe time itself. Where were the cars? I wrote this in response to writing Wednesday and [...]