50 Word Stories – Perspectives

When she laughed, the world laughed with her. When she smiled, the world smiled, too. A bundle of happiness wrapped with a bow, or, at least, auburn pigtails, she stole our hearts and captured our souls. We called her Lucrezia. History would remember her for reasons other than our own.

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The Elefrump

The elefrump flicked its long, bulbous nose, swiped at a monkling that teased it with a bullrush, missed, and stamped its massive, hairy feet. If ever a creature regretted wearing a one-piece bathing suit decorated with daffodils, it was the elefrump. Nothing else had fit! The poor creature went red with embarrassment.
Sick of being teased, and determining never to be so again, the elefrump launched itself into the lake hoping to drift away.
When the chaos settled, and all that remained was the elefrump sat in a large, muddy hole, its frown turned upside down. No more monklings. No more teasing creatures. And no more water. Mud was better, anyway.

50 Word Stories – Cobwebs

Losing Polly’s heart hurt. She cupped her soul in the palms of her hands and cast it to the wind. There she hoped it would find another body, one who chose more wisely. If not? Then it would drift amongst the cobwebs in the sky just waiting to be caught.

50 Word Stories – Outfoxed

50 Word Stories – Outfoxed

“Did you see that fox watching the chickens?”
“No, mum.”
“He was licking his lips.”
“Sorry.”
“Is that all you’ve got to say? He could ruin us, you know!”
“He won’t.”
“Oh, do explain.”
“He’s full.”
“What do you mean, he’s full?”
“I fed him dad’s dinner an hour ago.”

50 Word Stories – The Dance Macabre

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We danced with the spirits and twirled with the ghosts, we two breathers who’d stumbled upon them mimicking their ways. White tee-shirts pulled to our eyes, we danced till we dropped, then danced some more. The thrill was in hoping we’d tricked them, but knowing we’d not. Best night ever!

50 Word Stories – 3G

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Behind every twitched curtain, eyes twinkled. The issue came with whether they twinkled with glee, gladness or gore. How could one judge a sparkle in the night, a flash in infinity except with one’s heart. So, I walked through that village to nowhere smiling sweet kindnesses. I didn’t walk out.

50 Word Stories – Shadowed

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There are shadows, they lay in strips like a black, trellis fence at acute angles to the world and all it contains. They simmer like sardines in a pan stinking up the place without any thought for others. But they are the others? I’m the odd one out. Thank God!