FLASH FICTION CONTEST #2

Tick, tock.

The clock sounds out the new hour, but it falls on deaf ears. Time marches on despite this.

Tick, tock.

The person stays in their bed, unfeeling. Unmoving besides faint breathing. Their eyes, half lidded. They stay there.

Tick, tock.

Their bed is unmade. Their hair is slick to the touch, oily. They reek of days without a shower. And yet, they still sit there, never leaving. Trying not to feel as they stare at the wall.

Ding dong!

A new sound. They do not move. They barely react. They finally pull a blanket over their head, in hopes to muffle the sounds of the outside world. They close their eyes.

Ring ring.

They open their eyes after however long. It’s their mom. They never answer. She’s probably concerned for them. Even though they feel like a waste of space. They stare off into space, ignoring their growling stomach.

Knock, knock.

Why check up on them? They’re not dead. Just depressed.

Tick, tock.

Time marches on. They don’t.

FLASH FICTION CONTEST #1

I looked on in horror at the blaze as everyone I knew was in that town.. I fell on my knees in shock and started weeping. I wanted to die, but I carried on to see the buildings as they burn to ash calling names hoping, hoping that and answer would come back but to no avail. This whole time it feels like a cold heavy burden on my back ever since I saw the flames and heard the screams, the absolute horror I felt. Yet I can’t shake the feeling that someone is watching me like a hawk zoned in on its prey, but I keep walking, smelling the stink of burning flesh and listening for any other noise than the crack of fire, but none come. 

As I walk it reminisces about life before, but I am jolted out of it as houses start falling, bang! Bang! Debris starts flying everywhere as I look for a place to take cover, there is a burnt brick wall I can use to take cover from the debris I run as fast as I can to get there but when I get to the wall there is a burnt corpse of a man behind it the sight of it shivers up my spine I fall back with terror and for a second forget about everything the debris going at my head at 15 miles per hour. I get my wits about me again and make a mad dash to the brick wall but I get hit in the head with a brick and blackout. When I woke up I started screaming no! No! No! Why! I start sobbing as I lay down. Why did I start it! Why! Why!