Tragically, we found our cat dead in the garden, so we buried him beneath the pear tree, covering him with a stone.
But then three days later our cat returned.
There are only two options, I’ve deduced. Either we’re dealing with the cat messiah, or we buried someone else’s cat.
Nick lives in the West Midlands in England. By day he runs a small, independent fostering service; by night he writes 50-word stories and other flash fiction. Check out his blog
The random coin Fred got in change at the coffee shop was so worn and grimy that he had to rub it vigorously with this thumb, hold it right up to his face, and squint to read the date.
Yep, that’s what he thought: the same year he was born.
John Sheirer is the author of several books for adults and children. His most recent is a book of alphabet poems called, The Alpha Dog Alphabet, featuring photos of his canine coauthor, Libby.
Craig is fond of the saying, “Two heads are better than one.” As head of the personnel department, he would emphasize this to employees. Craig would say, “It’s all about teamwork, and two heads are better than one!”
A two-headed alien walked in one day and said, “Heard you’re hiring.”
Denny E. Marshall has had art, poetry, and fiction published, including fiction in Black Petals #73 in October 2015. See more at dennymarshall.com.
As the present world came to an end, things did fall apart.
Masses of now-believers were loosed on the streets. Some wept, some prayed, some turned to the Beast… and some held up signs to the heavens pleading, “Take me!”
God yawned, and chose the ones with the biggest signs.
Alison is not as much of a cynic as this story would insinuate, but rather was influenced by a vivid dream, and the famous Yeats poem “The Second Coming.” She is currently busy working on her sign.
We would be the first family to fly to the moon. I don’t know why they chose us. Dad hates flying, mom fears open spaces, my sister needs too much space, and I get severe motion sickness.
At least I’ll find out if the moon really is made of cheese.
Stephanie Amargi lives in Oregon with her husband and some house spiders. Her poetry is forthcoming in Foundling Review. She writes about her love for food, words, and being human on her blog.
Shelby felt bad about flying off the handle like that, knocking all his precious instruments awry.
It was only a burnt-out fuse after all, and knowing Frankie, he’d just pop a new set of Triple As into her neck and she’d be back on her size thirteens in no time.
Pat Campbell is a retired professor of Drama. She has been writing short stories for twenty-five years and is a published Haiku and Tanka poet. She loves the challenge of writing a complete story in just 50 words.
“Mommy, I’m scared. Is there a ghost in the house?”
“I don’t think there is, Evie. Why do you ask?”
“Well, sometimes when I go into the kitchen, I get chills running up and down my spine.”
“Junior! For the last time! Quit dropping ice cubes down your sister’s dress.”
John H. Dromey has a story in the anthology A Kiss Is Still a Kiss (Next Step Books, 2015).
I took the chopped vegetables from the cutting board. Heating olive oil, I fried them with a pinch of salt and oregano, then added just the right amount of peri-peri sauce.
At dinner, hubby commented, “Amazing meat dish.”
I got rather puzzled.
Suddenly kiddo exclaimed, “Mommy’s missing left hand fingers!”
Paramita Ghosh is an ordinary lady who loves to read and collect knowledge in her spare time. She also loves sketching and painting.
She was a beloved skilled teacher. Her classroom was ruled with a quiet discipline that eluded many.
Then one day she came in with a new haircut, and everyone saw that there was no secret or exceptional teaching skill; she really did have eyes in the back of her head.
Jackie Kingon has published two articles in The New York Times, a feature piece about her experiences teaching in an inner city school in the south Bronx, titled A Year in the Trenches, and Beautiful Music, about an autistic musician. Her futuristic comic mystery, Chocolate Chocolate Moons, is called “delightful” by Kirkus Review and “a humorous romp sure to please” by Midwest Book Review. She has finished the sequel, Sherlock Mars.
Walt was afraid of heights.
Velma climbed onto the roof to adjust the antenna during the football game.
Walt heard a small bird flutter against the window. He turned up the volume.
Outside, the ladder lay on the ground. Velma clung to the ledge, her shoe rapping against the glass.
Jyll Thomas has been published on PasteMagazine.com, Bibliographile.com, Intown Atlanta, and Atlanta Magazine. She regularly submits stories to the-five-hundred.com, a monthly 500 word story writing challenge. This is her first time submitting to 50 Word Stories.