Short Fiction

The Big Tipper

Mr. Newman ran to the phone, which had been ringing for twenty seconds. He picked up the receiver.

A Taste of Security

Al Lumpblast collected bricks of fruitcake every year since he got married 50 years ago. Every Christmas, he got the same gift- bricks of fruitcake. To his friends and family what was strange was he never ate them.

Stealing Shakespeare Part Two

Stealing Shakespeare - Part Two The next day, Ben walked from his neighborhood several blocks to wait for the bus. He didn't forget the rare Folio and had placed it carefully, sandwiched between his other books before he left home. When he arrived at school, he took the Folio out and cautiously set it in his locker.

Stealing Shakespeare - Part One

When Ben walked into his classical literature class five minutes late he hoped his instructor, George Leaf wouldn't notice. Ben's instructor had his back toward the class writing "William Shakespeare" on the board. Even though Ben walked into the class quietly, Leaf immediately turned around and spotted him.

The King James Onlyists' Nightmare

Last Sunday night's big event came as a shock to the small church - the St James Congregational Baptist Church in Silock, Alabama. An elderly group of five men and women were participating in a Bible class when a young preacher ran and told them to leave their class and walk with to the nave. "What is it, Pastor?

The Hulk

My short story revolves around bullying and karma. The idea of writing about this subject arose from my own childhood school yard experience - not as a victim but an assailant.. My friends and I were raised by strict parents who taught us the meaning of kindness and respect, yet we chose to bully and hurt a defenseless, innocent person. Nobody could have reasoned the maliciousness out of us since it was never reasoned into us. Now that I am older and wiser, I can sincerely say that I am truly sorry.

The Mysterious Hike

Tania was panting uncontrollably as she ran and ran with all her might. With a broken hand compass in one hand and a crumpled note in the other, she desperately searched for her way out of this jungle. Each day is closer to a mystery that's impossible to crack.

The Affair

He took me by my hand and led me barefooted, the both of us, to the lush greenery fields that bestowed upon us. The enchanting sunset was our audience. We danced in circles as I spun and spun gracefully within his embrace as he held my fingertips beneath our heads.

The Three African Porcupines - The Leaders, The Journalists And The Intelligentsia

My Chinese friend, Li Chang-I, nicknamed Xiao-he, was a self-acclaimed African expert. He always boasted of how far and wide he has traveled across Africa. He claimed to have a firm grip of the socio-economic situation on that continent. He would sometimes sit me down and lecture me about Africa. He went as far as propounding a theory concerning the relationship between the African leaders, the journalists and the Intelligentsia. He described them as being the Three African Porcupines.

The Walking Stick

A beautiful stick made of the local wood, in the famous hill station of Matheran, with its salubrious climes,it resembled a Dalmatian with black spots on a cream background. The handle was smooth, the texture finely carved, however, it fully justified the purpose of its build-to support in the hands of its owner the weight of body, and of mind full of care.

What to Read and When

Your mind can be a sponge to soak up the experiences and stories shared by others. Read fiction novels to gain an edge on how characters face problems while you enjoy an entertaining story.

Time Zone

The human mind remains a mystery. Regardless of many centuries of examination and the multitude of discoveries in the neurosciences and related disciplines, the true essence of the mind still eludes our grasp. The very questions of what the mind is and where it resides are subjects of ongoing controversy. What has been mistaken, in the past, for the mind's activity within the three pounds of grey matter nestled precariously within the human skull has been demonstrated to be simply the physical activity of the brain. More and more evidence suggests that the brain is an appendage of the mind, a tool for interacting with the physical world. Where does abstract thought and logic occur? What is the source of brilliant leaps of intuition and inspiration? Where do we get gut feelings? Not to mention dreams. For many, life is a constant struggle to distinguish between dreams and reality, and maintain a sane balance.

When The Clerk Came To Work - A Prison Ghost Story

"It really happened, Taylor," Kellogg said. He sat behind his desk in the Facility Three Yard program office of the Richard J. Donovan Correctional Facility. He wore the bravo class uniform of a correctional sergeant, khaki shirt with three stripes on each arm, depicting his rank, and a black uniform ballcap to cover his brown, thinning hair. I sat across from him, leaning back in a chair, one booted foot on the desk. "I don't expect you to believe me, but I was there. I saw him with my own eyes."

The Mad Hatter

My first experience with Doctor Teitelbaum was at the Hub in the Correctional Treatment Center of the Richard J. Donovan Correctional Facility in San Diego, California. I stood in front of the wrap-around desk that contained the daily sign-in sheets for the MTAs, chatting with the officer on duty, when I heard a voice behind me.

Handy, the Unfortunate Traffic Cop

Lieutenant Robert Handoff started working as a policeman who directed traffic thirty years ago. He became famous as one of the best-known traffic director somewhere in Georgia because he went out of his way to make drivers feel special and safe. He was known for waving his hands at drivers so much that he was known affectionately called "Happy Hands" or simply "Handy.

The Discerning Commuter

He was not sure. He could never deny that he never wanted it. He needed it, particularly at times when he was stressed and tired. However, he was not at all sure what way he should act in general...

The Bewildered Exorcist

A priest/exorcist named Albert Gonzalez had been giving Mass at the small St. Paul's Catholic Church in Stilo, West Virginia when he suddenly collapsed. Horrified parishioners got up from kneeling and ran towards him.

Video Script: My Best Friend & Under My Bed

Voice Over (Female Child), Visualization - 'I have a friend. She lives in my house.' The little girl is peeping from a window. There is another window at the right side, there is a replica of the same girl in this window. The replica is a little faded.

Down By a Penny

The CEO of Highland Properties, one of the foremost richest landowners in Montana, was a gentleman known as Peter A. Hugh. The self-made billionaire was an elderly humble man who gave to many charitable causes, as well as being extremely frugal with his money.

Live Story on Pakistani Tea in 2018 - Saavi Ka Chai Kahwa

Partition time stories are really fascinating to hear and know about different topics. In this article, I am trying to share a story about Tea and how it traveled from Pakistan to India through a narrative.