Category: Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
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FRIGHT NIGHT
‘You want to go through the woods? Are you nuts?’ ‘You think because it’s Halloween something bad will happen?’ Sam laughed and walked ahead. Amy followed his torchlight. Clouds drifted across the sky blocking out the moonlight. ‘You never saw the Blair Witch Project?’ she shouted after Sam. ‘I did,’ he called back. ‘Terrible movie.’…
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THE BURNING MONK
Sayadaw Ashin Nanda bowed his head. A steady stream of vehicles passed by. Drivers stared at the monk. Fingering his prayer beads, he asked for answers. The noise of the city faded into the background. He tried to recall what the scene would have looked like fifty years ago. *** Thích Quảng Đức, the Vietnamese…
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THE PRICE OF TREASON
A beautiful day in the Old Town, or what remained of it. The buildings that had stood for centuries were now reduced to rubble. As Farouk walked through the cluttered streets there were signs of life re-emerging. Children’s voices could be heard. Groups of people gathered and gossiped as they had done before the war.…
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ISN’T IT ALWAYS
Jean-Louis watched the person in the water. He had piloted his small coal barge for thirty years, travelling back and forth along the canal between Arles and For-Sur-Mer on the coast. The canal was straight, had only one lock, and passed through farmland and a nature reserve. It was unusual to see anyone on the paths alongside…
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LOVE
‘Fifty-nine dead. Five hundred injured.’ Hannah says it more to herself than anyone else. ‘Terrorists again?’ the young girl playing on the floor asks her. ‘Just a man with a gun.’ ‘It’s never going to stop, is it, Mum?’ ‘It hasn’t stopped since time began. All this violence toward each other,’ she shakes her head.…
Iain Kelly 