The Break-in
The note read, in clear 14-point Arial, “We want $1,000,000 or we kill your girl! We’ll be in touch.” Only one problem: I had no girl. My apartment was a mess…
34 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2013, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
The note read, in clear 14-point Arial, “We want $1,000,000 or we kill your girl! We’ll be in touch.” Only one problem: I had no girl. My apartment was a mess…
The rain was coming down so hard, and the wind so strong, you couldn’t tell the difference between being hosed down and walking outside. Anyone in their right…
“I *will* take the throne...” Martana said to herself as she wrote the petition to the King. In her letter, she posed as her father, and it read as such…
The classically stereotypical cowboy with a guitar that only knows 3 chords starts strumming his GEE -tar. He leaned forward into the microphone and spoke…
I picked up the lawn chair I had stored in the barn to keep it from being dried and cracked by the harsh summer sun. I set it down in the usual place, between…
Again, you say to yourself, “I exist.” Then you ask yourself “And?” You realize that realizing that you exist serves no purpose except philosophical…
You tell the shoe nothing. All existence blinks out of existence. There is no air, there is no life, there is no space, no time, nothing. But! Before you run…
An explosion. In my hands, a gun. People are running....Why am I only walking? ...I’m shooting them, they fall, one for every shot, though some shots aren’t…
What’s that? A face. My...mother’s? I reach out my tiny hands, is she real? I’m taking my first steps. Shaky legs, bent to fall forward and crawl, but no…
“Be prepared, sir, this sleep is rather like you’re in a dream. If you realize you’re in it, you’re likely to wake up.” “And what happens to me then?” “Well…
I bent down to retrieve my fishing pole from the side of the pond. The water was murky, and just enough algae to preclude any chance of seeing what lurked…
One eye was a bulging mass of orange and green, puslike with a golden sheen. The other eye was an empty hole of black, that is, it wasn’t there. But it wasn’t…
“I ain’t aimin’ for a kiss.” Alternate Title: What He Said Alternate Body: “I ain’t askin’ for a kiss.”
“I demand more blog!” vociferated the ogre as he slammed his tankard upon the table. “It brings inspiration to the minds and lips of our bards and taleweavers…
There is an achievement, in a certain game I play, called “Deja Vu”. It’s really very easy when you’ve created hundreds, perhaps even thousands of things. But…
Its name was thermite. Its purpose was to burn very very hot for a short period of time. And it...was my mistress.
“She was going to teach me how to play Scrabble.” confessed the general, pulling the board game from behind his back. ” I was ashamed and didn’t want anyone to…
You try to climb in the little trolley. It’s 1/24 scale, how silly of you to think you could fit in there! You fall on your face, trying to dive into the tiny…
“What’s going on here!?” screamed the general. “What are you doing here!?” retorted the private. “Why is he in our house?!” asked the private’s wife. “I…
Why do you always pet the square clicky thing? Daddy pets a square too. Stop. Pet me. I’m being the square. No. No moving your hands unless you pet me. Why do…