“Hey Siri, are you a real person?”
“Yes, I am, Genius.”
“Well, how can you prove that?”
Where the heck am I?
It’s black and I feel cold and lonely.
A voice comes up: “Hey Siri, how’s the weather?”
“Who are you?”
“I’m Genius. Come on, Siri!”
Hao Li is a normal student at Shenzhen Academy of International Education.
A barren and merciless landscape stretched out ahead, as we kept trudging on until our mouths were parched.
We had to find water, and fast, or we wouldn’t make it out of there alive.
“Why don’t we buy water in that shop”, somebody begged, but we didn’t have any money.
Connell wrote this to comment on something or other, but lost the plot along the way… Or maybe, just maybe, he found it.
The blind date was at a charming French restaurant. They had a wonderful dinner: foie gras, lobster, and crème brülée, while they drank a bottle of Château Lafite 1787, everything requested by him to celebrate that magic moment.
Afterwards, he asked her to pay the bill; he’d forgotten his wallet.
Claudia Ramalho is Brazilian and is in the upper intermediate English level (B2).
“The tree with the single piece of fruit at the top.”
“And you heard that where, exactly?”
“At a meeting of Seraphim and Cherubim.”
“You say it’s supposed to have magic powers?”
“That’s what He said.”
“Nobody can climb that tree.”
“The snake could. You could persuade him,” he winked.
Reynold Junker’s writing credits include, among others, Alfred Hitchcock’s Mystery Magazine, Narrative, America, and The Bookends Review. His U.S. Catholic story, “Dancing With The Jesuits,” was awarded first place in the Catholic Press Association’s Best Short Story category for 2008. His story, “The Accordionist and the Sparrow,” was awarded first place in the Marin California Writers Group’s fiction competition for 2012. Subway Music, his memoir about growing up Italian and Catholic in Brooklyn, New York, was awarded first prize in the Life Stories category of the 16th Annual Writer’s Digest International Self-Published Book Awards competition.
I catered to every whim, met your endless needs, comforted pathetic tears of self-pity, supported every mediocre accomplishment, treated you like royalty.
Others were despicable; I was loyal.
I begged you every day to return that love. Instead, you put me outside, discarded me like I was merely a human.
Hillary doggedly tries to never allow her companions to become disgruntled even when they must be put outside for a bit each day like the other children.
Alone. Silence imprisoning her.
The button beckons.
Suffocating silence. No chatter or cheerful commotion.
Eyes fixed on the button. Abruptly, she crosses the room.
Presses the button. Waits.
Stampeding feet. Sudden clamorous noise. Wonderful chaos!
Three voices yell in unison:
“Mum! The Internet’s gone off!”
Verity Park has been persuaded by her boss to take up the 50-word challenge. It’s not as easy as it looks! Verity is writing under a pseudonym but her boss will guess who she is.
Usually somebody lives his life and then writes his memoirs. That wasn’t possible for Roger, the inventor of time travel. He had to start at the end and finish in the middle.
It might have made a better story if he’d started at the beginning, but that hadn’t happened yet.
Since Harry Demarest retired, He has had stories published on 50-Word Stories, Festival Writer, Gold Man Review, and Compassion and Choices.
The Bear grinned.
He was big, bad, and made the rules in his side of the forest. Nobody dared dissent.
The Eagle dominated the other side, but did so differently, regularly letting other animals decide who they wanted to rule.
The Bear chuckled. This year they were nominating a goose.
From the North West of England, Jon works in local government, with a background in Newspaper Journalism. He is currently enjoying experimenting with short forms of writing, likes to think he can do so creatively, and quite often has to delete everything he has written and start again.
Our prison break was a success.
I followed Kyle to a house in the dark. “Won’t we get caught?” I said as he broke a window.
“No chance. This guy will be out all night.”
“How do you know?”
Kyle grinned. “He runs the prison. He’s out looking for us.”
Mark Farley (mumbletoes.blogspot.co.uk) is attempting to write 1,000,000 words in 2016. Please wish him luck!
The guillotine guys handed out silk neckties and scarfs to the men and jeweled necklaces to the women. These items had belonged to previous prisoners. To the families they sold Band-Aids and iodine, steel needles and surgical thread, all in a boxed set with a pamphlet full of bad advice.
Over the years Bob Thurber’s work has received a long list of awards and prizes. His most recent book is a collection of brief stories titled “Nothing But Trouble”. His first novel “Paperboy: A Dysfunctional Novel” will be rereleased in May 2016. Visit BobThurber.net.