![]() ![]() The old lady stood behind the window, watching the thief running between fields. He stole clothes and some bread, then ran away beneath moonlight. I had buried Hegel in the garden almost two months ago.Ī thief entered the home of an old lady who lived alone. I jumped out of bed screaming at the top of my lungs. The intruder carefully climbed onto my chest and curled up. I felt steps, perfectly measured, crossing the bed from one end to the other. I was half asleep when I heard the bedroom door open and something jumped onto the bed. The sky had no choice but to obey him – Night had come to seize the day. Night kicked out Day as if she were a mere twinkle of dust and killed the sky, ripping it in half and exposing the black abyss behind. A foreboding creature, he swept his shadow across the town, throwing his soul over the world, and the Earth fell upon its knees. Night prowled in, the moon in his hand and stars glistening in his fathomless eyes. “But, if I’m here, then who’s writing it now?” “You’re the one who insisted that the author writes the story.” “What did you expect?” laughed my main protagonist. “Rubbish,” I scoffed, “I’m writing it, I decide.”Īpparently, my characters disagreed, as I find myself trapped within my words, a hostage to the characters I created. A business.Īuthors often say their characters take on a life of their own, dictating their own story. I turn the metal knob, scorchingly cold, of a heavy wooden door. I am about to walk into the room of my life’s accomplishments. Sebastian shivers, closes his eyes tightly. Mummy Shadow appears from underneath the bed. ![]() Mummy turns on the nightlight and closes the door. “I know, I love you both too, but why do I have another you, Mummy?” ![]() “Seb, Emily and I love each other and you, so very much.” “Mummy, why do I have two mummies?” whispers Sebastian. Then, the beach was deemed out of bounds. All that can be done for me at the moment. I know the breeze and the sea are not people. Painful and heart-breaking – these words just don’t cut it. You can learn more about the 81 Words Flash Fiction Anthology here. I hope they will encourage you to purchase the anthology :-) Every book sold generates money for a very worthy charitable cause. I have also left a few of the stories on the page for you to enjoy. I have left all the contributing author names on this page - you can see a list below. Most of the tenth collection of 100 stories (stories 901 to 1,000) received via the 81 words writing challenge was removed from this website on 28th May 2021. World Record for the most contributing authors published in an anthologyįull details about the 81 word writing challenge and the world record attempt can be found on the main 81words writing challenge page. ![]()
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