Kaitlynn Flint

“Pearls On The Marble Floor” by Kaitlynn Flint

Submitted to Contest #253

The words slipped out of her mouth and into the darkness, echoing down the stone hallways and racing up and down the high walls of the shadowy castle. The statement was almost a threat, filled with a longing and a desire that was far too human for the pale-faced man. Too warm for his cold, dead heart. It sparked a remembrance in his mind of a time when he was still allowed to feel emotion. When nature had not betrayed and damned his soul with eternal darkness. Her words made him remember a time before he met Death—a small chapter of his earl...

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“Pluto Isn't a Planet ” by Kaitlynn Flint

Pluto Isn't a Planet by Kaitlynn Flint Fred slung his backpack over his shoulder, a look of disgust painting his round, chubby face as he listened to the professor.  “And remember, this essay is due Monday. Yes, that does mean you’ll have to work on it over the weekend. But I know you can get it done,” the old professor said, looki...

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“A PREMONITION & A PROMISE” by Kaitlynn Flint

Submitted to Contest #98

‘A PREMONITION & A PROMISE’ By Kaitlynn Flint 6/15/21 “Do you know why you’re here, Miss Creech?”  The young woman sat crossed-legged on the cold fold-up chair, glaring at the chubby man who sat across the table. She cocked her head sideways, her bangs falling over her eyes. “Yes.” May Creech licked her...

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“You Are Being Watched ” by Kaitlynn Flint

Submitted to Contest #82

2/26/21 Kaitlynn Flint You Are Being Watched “I still don’t understand why you deleted your account. Everyone misses you!”  I grunted, rolling my eyes. “They don’t miss me— they miss my stalking my feed,”  “Well, I miss you!” Judy cried through the phone. “Remember those silly selfies we used to send each other? Remember all ...

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“Famiglia Affari” by Kaitlynn Flint

Submitted to Contest #69

"Famiglia Affari" The room was pitch black except for the bright light directed at the terrified man, who was tied tightly to the chair. A wide piece of tape covered his mouth, making it impossible for the unfortunate fool to talk. All that came from him were muffled cries, pleading sobs, and pathetic weepings. On the other side of the blinding lamp, three men dressed in expensive suits sat in the same folding chairs the fool sat in, only they weren’t...

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“CHILLS” by Kaitlynn Flint

Submitted to Contest #35

CHILLSThe snow had fallen for two weeks straight. Townspeople said it was a blizzard. For two weeks straight, it had snowed. No pause, no break. Day after day. Night after night. No one had left their homes. It was the worst snowstorm that the town had ever been through.

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“Dead People Don't Talk” by Kaitlynn Flint

Submitted to Contest #23

Dead People Don't Talk 1/7/20Dead people don't talk. Or, at least that's what Robert McVan thought. He's worked for a funeral home, driving around the hearse, for more than three years- and not once has a dead person spoken to him. They're dead! They aren't supposed to talk. Did a dead person ever talk to you before? Exactly, dead people don't talk! But boy, was he proven wrong. 

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“Closure ” by Kaitlynn Flint

Submitted to Contest #17

11/27/19 “Oh, the turkey is nicely cooked, James,” Mother said, chewing on the soft strip of meat. The room was lightly lit with candles from the chandelier. The warmth of the fire was comforting for each family member. 

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“Happily Ever After” by Kaitlynn Flint

Submitted to Contest #16

Happily Ever After 11/21/19 Once upon a time, in a magical land called New York City, there was a teenage girl who had to bail her best friend out of jail for 'vandalizing a building'. It's not the best fairytale, but what do you expect? Castles and knights? Or maybe you were hoping for ...

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“The Woods” by Kaitlynn Flint

Submitted to Contest #16

11/21/19No matter how many times they warned us, there was still a nagging feeling to go into the woods. To ignore their pleas, and walk in the dark forest. My friends and I knew about the lost children and the dead bodies. There were times when even my gut told me to never go near those woods. But, that nagging thought-that voice- that desire

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