Steven is left alone to go trick-or-treating on Halloween for the first time. As the night unravels, Steve finds himself trapped in a terror he may never escape.
The flash fiction short story contest winner of Writing Bad’s 2020 Flash Fiction Labor Day Contest. “A Grandfather’s Clock,” by Eddie Vegas.
The last summer’s day
spent out of doors.
But the sky turned grey—
“No!” I implored.
“I’m outside,” you say.
And with the gleeful heart of a teenager,
“I dare you to jump off the top,” we would say
Once Upon a Summer
Crystalline Geo, Planet 44 I executed an innocent citizen today. A Person of the Rock. A real nice gem, who worked hard out at the harbor by the Sea of Glass, hauling sand and harvesting […]
Forgiveness Jar It’s morning, the sun barely winking through the gaps in the pine trees. My cold toes meet yours on the kitchen floor and the silence around us feels like another person. The coffee […]
The rain hadn’t let up for days now. It just threw itself relentlessly onto the streets and made it so you couldn’t read the neon signs; Gray had to get right up to close to a bar to see which one he was going in to.
The winner of Writing Bad’s flash fiction photo prompt contest