Fending off hordes of little goblins was certainly not her preferred way to start the day.
The buggers quickly swarmed, dragging down her sword arm. Hot breath everywhere, gnashing little forks for teeth. The clank of gate levers could only mean reinforcements. Not good! Not good!
“Welcome to Lincolnville Preschool!”
An amateur writer since the 8th grade, Joseph Knoop is currently attending college & maintaining a weekly review blog in the hopes of one day becoming a journalist for the video gaming industry. Find his work at K.O. JOE.
When I was three, I learned how to read.
Today, I learned that, even during something as joyous as a graduation, your mother will still cry.
I have never had a day in my 21 years when I didn’t feel compelled to learn something new. I hope that day never comes.
Brandon King is a volunteer for Leading Edge Magazine, an awesome sci-fi/fantasy publication that will publish and/or edit your short stories, poems, or artwork.
Whose idea was it to begin the school day with recess?
How’d it go?
Not too well. A game of hide and seek was over within minutes when my siblings found me in the basement.
I’ve learned my lesson. Playing hooky is a bad idea.
Especially for the homeschooled.
John H. Dromey has had flash fiction published in a number of anthologies (print and electronic), as well as online at The Fast-Forward Festival, Liquid Imagination, three minute plastic, and elsewhere.
First day and I’m in hell. Crunch. Crunch. Ugh, does she have to chew so loudly? I can’t concentrate.
The apple rolls along the floor, stopping beside my foot. A tiny green head pops out of the core. Wriggling out, it crawls across the linoleum.
“Thanks, li’l worm.”
Emily Ramser is a high school author living part-time between North Carolina and California. She’s been published in a few small online journals such as Vox Poetica and Spinozablue. Her story Sins of Murder will be published in Wolf Craft Anthology this coming fall as well.
They had never been apart in five years. Not one day.
Now there was a new woman in his life. Could she handle her Bobby? Those moods?
Saying goodbye would be difficult. No tears, Rachel thought.
She passed his hand to the teacher on his first school day.
John B Sinclair now lives in Scotland and is a freelance writer of mostly comedy material to the local news media.
He worked abroad for many years (Bermuda and the Bahamas) and loved his visits to the US. Orlando, New York City, and Boston are his favourite places. JBS enjoys football (soccer) and Maine Lobster.