Category: Original Works

100 Word Story – Behind Locked Doors

There was a knock at the door, a frantic knock. I didn’t bother even moving from the small corner I managed to squeeze myself into. There was a brief pause before the knocking continued, this time lasting for a minute before another break. Instead of knocking again, whoever was on the other side started trying to turn the knob.

A grizzly voice grunted on the other side, “Shit, it’s locked.”

It’s him, it’s really him, was all I thought. All of those days, those memories of silent suffering, were about to finally end.

I pulled out my revolver and aimed.

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100 Word Story – Separation

I kept my usual spot in the corner of the room, my eyes focused to see that front door open. I felt the breeze from the window just above blow along the back of my fur but I didn’t dare flinch in case I missed my opportunity to lunge.

Minutes turned into hours, and hours somehow became days. I barely touched my food bowl, stretching out what was left into portions, just in case the worst case scenario occurred. The front door never opened and the jingling of a key-chain never came by again.

My owner still hasn’t returned home.

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100 Word Story – Confession

No regrets, absolutely no regrets. You got this, Carmen.

I kept trying to pump myself up over and over, to try and collect what small amount of courage I already had, but the pounding of my heart kept breaking my focus. It was uneasy and unsteady, arrhythmia seeming to kick in. I couldn’t let my aching heart hold me back from doing this. If I kept this secret any longer, it could possibly destroy everything I’ve been working on to try and better myself.

Deep breath in and out, I knocked on Mom’s door, “Hey, Ma? You have a second?”

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100 Word Story – Bullet

A bullet past near me, grazing me across the side of my eye—if it was a few centimeters more to the left, I would have surely been blind in my eye. However, I knew Ming wasn’t that shallow of a person.

I changed the frequency of my headset and went to the one she was on, “Why did you miss on purpose?”

Through the headset I could hear the sound of an empty shell being ejected from her rifle. Her voice was calm when she replied, “I was making sure I was calibrated properly.”

“Don’t miss the next one.”

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100 Word Story – Buried

I left the shovel stuck into the dirt, letting my foot rest on one of the edges. I unrolled the sleeves of my blouse, ignoring the red strains and dirt caking my palms. I took a moment to look over the last few hours of my work, realizing the striking pain in my spine.

I could hear my entire back crack free of stress when I leaned back, “Jesus, that felt great.”

I brought my chest back up, fixing my posture, and looked at the dirt in front of me. I still had work to finish: hiding my husband’s grave.

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100 Word Story – Approach

Something was behind me, I could feel its hot breath hitting the back of my neck as it groaned. Its cold, clammy hand rested on my shoulder, I could feel a faint, irregular heartbeat coming from the palm. We both stood still for a moment. From my years of traveling I easily recognized the sensation, so I was rather surprised when the thing didn’t make an attempt on my life.

I didn’t bother turning around when I spoke, “What do you want, you living undead?”

When it spoke its voice was raspy and struggled forming words, “C-C-Come with me, S-Silvana.”

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Legends of the Dark: Child at Play (Part Four)

Now was the time I had to decide what my next plan of action would be. From the way things were going, it was starting to become obvious that Melissa couldn’t go back to being a normal girl, that she was no longer a normal human.

I had to see her in a new, darker kind of aspect. I started to have twisted thoughts as she was twisting her body back into place. There were so many things that didn’t make sense, but it didn’t matter right now.

Right now, I had to save myself. 

Looking at the door was a mistake. When I looked back at the tree, Melissa was gone.

My eyes scanned every leaf on that tree, keeping a lookout for the slightest of movement. Everything remained still.

Whoever Melissa was beforehand, that little-girl identity, no longer existed. In its place was a monster trapped inside the body of a child.

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100 Word Story – News

A real reporter would never do what I am about to do. My journalistic integrity is completely in question by doing this, but my morals are telling me to take this as far as possible—the desire to make the most out of this situation and prolong it as much as possible.

“Please, please, just let me go! I-I swear I won’t tell the police!” he cried. He shook his arms with ferocity, begging for me to remove the shackles.

I brought the axe over my head, lining up the shadow with his leg, “Not yet. You’re my money maker.”

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100 Word Story – Parents

I am never going to be one of them, even if it drives me to insanity. No matter how much they try and force me to meld into their twisted and wicked mindset, I could never understand why they found so much joy out of what they did.

Bodies being ripped limb by limb, organs being harvested and collected, even heads exploding just to watch them pop. Every time I was forced to witness such events I threw up my food from earlier in the day.

I vowed to never follow in my parents’ footsteps, I’ll stop them by myself.

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100 Word Story – Ghostly Investigation

I had just four days remaining, and I’ve barely made any progress since the last update. Nakamura went away on his business trip, but he left behind a few noteworthy places that I could float around for more clues. The only bad part is now I have to possess somebody entirely different—a complete stranger.

“Fuck.”

Just the thought of it made me feel guilty about my newly acquired talents. I’ve taken possession of Nakamura only three times, but he was willing to do it. But regardless, I had to do it.

I needed to find out who killed me.

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100 Word Story – One-Sided Love

It wasn’t meant to be. He was such a loving and caring man, making sure that all of my needs were satisfied whether it was buying minor trinkets of affection, performing small deeds to make me happy, or just constantly professing his affection. Honestly, it wasn’t enough.

I wanted to see how his anger could take control.

He would always walk out of the room and start screaming at the top of his lungs whenever he’d get too heated about a topic. Little did he know that I would intentionally bring up certain topics to see his cheeks flush red.

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Legends of the Dark: Child at Play (Part Three)

This was going to be my end, right here in this bush behind the school yard. I could imagine the news headlines the day after they find my body: Young Teacher Unidentifiable Due to Missing Face, Eaten Alive.

This bush wasn’t going to let me go anytime soon. These small twigs were prodding me all over, making it more and more painful to move around. My arms were getting weak from supporting myself up. Melissa kept her eyes on me, and I didn’t want to look back.

If I did, all I would see is the bloody face of a monster.

My face would have probably shredded apart with ease if those fangs dug into me. I forced that graphic thought out of my mind—I had to focus on trying to get out of the bush, and away from her.

Mouth salivating and getting onto her feet Melissa let out a loud, blood-curdling growl and leaped up into the tree.

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