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Flash Fiction #54

Writing Prompt: Have someone looking for something that is lost.

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Maria ran up and down the street as she stared intensely for the bracelet that she had gotten as a gift. "Where is it? I can't believe I lost it!" She screamed at herself from within. She could feel the rush in the heart beat, and beads of sweat forming on her forehead and back of the neck.

"I'm sure it must be here somewhere. I checked at home, and at school. I couldn't find it anywhere. How can I be so careless?"

Maria cried when she realized the bracelet was lost, and wanted to cry even more while running around. "I can't cry. Tears won't find my bracelet."

When she saw a bracelet near an alleyway, she jumped at it with disappointment. "It's just some junk." She lowered her head at her bad luck, but she got up with renewed enthusiasm unwilling to show defeat.

After walking down the same route from her home to school for thirty minutes…
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Flash Fiction #53

Writing Prompt: Make a character cry.

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Maria jumped up and down, wrapping arms with her teammates as her softball team won the game. "Good job, everyone!"

Her teammates reciprocated the cheerfulness, and celebrated the come back from behind win. Maria noticed Sarah and Taylor coming towards her from the stands, and ran towards them. "Thank you both for coming out! It means a lot to me cheering for us in this type of game."

"No problem. It was really entertaining." Sarah hugged her younger sister, congratulating her.

"That diving catch that you made in the field in the ninth inning was so clutch! I wish I had my camera to take a photo. Good job, Maria." Taylor brushed her hair.

Maria froze for a split second as Taylor was making a mess of her hair. She was glad that she was hiding her face in Sarah's shoulder with that moment, as it started to turn red. She tipped her hat down to try to hide as much of her face as she stepp…

Flash Fiction #52

Writing Prompt: In this scene, include something that your character is afraid of.

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"I think that I just erased the mental image of Sarah making out with Taylor from my memory." Maria nodded with approval after reading her favourite baseball comic book. After putting down one of the volumes, Sarah knocked on Maria's door and opened it.

"Maria, dinner time."

As soon as Maria saw Sarah again, the mental image returned to her and made a squeamish sound. Sarah sighed, annoyed, knowing exactly what Maria was thinking. "That's what you get for barging into my room unannounced. I don't feel sorry at all."

"Put up a sign or something." Maria argued as they descended down to the dining room.

"Knock at least, like what I just did." Sarah shook her head. "Manners and common sense, Maria."

Maria totally forgot about the conversation as soon as she saw at least one dish they were going to eat for dinner. &qu…

Flash Fiction #51

Writing Prompt: Write about an awkward social encounter.

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"I don't understand this problem at all!" Maria took her eraser and removed her answer to the math question in her notebook. There were already markings from previous attempts, and she scratched her hair in frustration. "I give up. I'm going to ask Sarah for help."

Maria took her textbook and notebook, and walked down the hallway to her older sister's bedroom. She yelled as she opened the door, "Sarah! Can you please help me with this problem? I've been stuck for 30 minutes already!"

Maria's mouth dropped open, and her eyes wide with shock as she witnessed Sarah and her boyfriend in a make-out session on the bed. Sarah noticed her younger sister at the doorway, and gently pushed her boyfriend away from her, frazzled.  "Maria, the least you can do is knock!"

Maria blushed at the sight and thought of her sister and her boyfriend kissing, and bowed. &qu…

Flash Fiction #50

I used a random writing prompt generator to get some inspiration for this... Hope you enjoy!


"Sorry I hung up on you."

Those were the words that I kept on telling myself all throughout the night after the fight. "I didn't mean to say it. The words just simply came out in the heat of the moment. I hope that you can forgive me for everything." I spun my chair around at the desk to look at the body pillow on the bed.

"Will you forgive me?" Then after a brief moment, I threw a glass of water at the pillow dripping onto the mattress. "Why are you giving me the silent treatment!? Say something!"

"Why do I feel alone?" I slouched back into the chair, hiding my face behind my hands. I peeked at my phone that lay on the desk. For the whole year, I didn't receive any messages or phone calls. Not even on my birthday. "Was I forgotten? Maybe, I should reach out but maybe this is a sign of how my friendships are. Shallow and forgot…

Flash Fiction #49

I found this random writing prompt and decided to write a bit about it for fun. Hope you enjoy!

"A mysterious death occurs. Your character realizes no-one will listen to what he's saying."


I saw it with my own eyes. The murderer who killed my sister. She hid me in our closet just moments before as I peeked through the gaps in the door to see a person in a long coat and hat walked in through our front door. They talked for a bit before she struggled against him, and eventually choked her to death. As I held my breath to not alert the murderer, I leaned back against the back of the closet unsure of what to do. As soon as I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, I pushed open the closet doors and rushed over to my sister to try to wake her up by shaking.

"Elizabeth! Elizabeth!"

I sobbed as I tried my best to wake her up, trying to deny what happened just now. To no avail, she remained motionless. After calling the cops through my tears, they eventually came …

Flash Fiction #48

I was inspired by something that occurred recently... Hope you enjoy! ^^


"Britt! Jen! Do you have everything with you? Your allowance?"

Jen looked through the screen door. "Yes, Mom."

Britt had their mom inspect her backpack and put a cap on her head before opening up the door to let her go. "Be home as soon as the math class finishes for dinner. Jen, you do have the money to get you and your younger sister lunch, right?"

"Of course, Mom. I just said that I did."

Their mother pointed at Britt and Jen and yelled, "Be sure to hold your sister's hand, Britt!"

Britt looked down as their mom's voice carried across their neighbourhood, and she was sure their neighbours heard her. She held her older sister's hand.

"Mom's a worrywart, but there's no worry. We both have each of our backs, right?"

Britt nodded, smiling. "Does Mom have to remind us every time we leave by ourselves though? I get so embarrasse…