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Looking for a steady supply of suspense short stories? Every week thousands of writers submit stories to our writing contest.
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We'll send you 5 prompts each week. Respond with your short story and you could win $250!
"Sheila, can you hear me?"
My eyes flew open. I was...in a blue flight suit, strapped to a chair facing a bunch of instrument panels in a cramped compartment, two similarly clad people staring at me with expressions of concern. I was...in the small cockpit of...a strange airplane?...And weightless.
"Sheila, what's wrong?"
I stared. The one on my left had bushy brown hair, a...
A dream filled with despair, destruction, sadness, and loss. The same dream I have every night. Yet, I wake up never thinking much of it. Waking up these days seems more like a dream than when I’m actually asleep. As conscious as I tend to be, my surroundings are new to me each time. I sit up from my bed, stretching, only to spot a woman wrapped in a robe walking out of the bathroom drying her hair tied inside a towel. “Feeling any better today?”As much as I wanted to say yes, I had no idea what she was talking about or who she eve...
I have decided to write my story down before I can no longer remember the past, because in truth, I have become quite forgetful in my golden years. Allow me to take you back to the year after my father died and I took over management of his London Docklands pub.
A few minutes before the damnable air raid sirens once again cried out in the night over London a young man in his mid to late twenties walked ...
My hands were vibrating, every inch of my skin tingled as I walked past the podium. I could feel eyes staring into the back of my head. I knew she was trying to burn holes through my skull. Her glare wasn’t even the scariest thing about that moment. I turned to my left to be met with hundreds of people, gleaming at me. My mother was sobbing into her hand, holding onto my dad. The lady in front of me was smiling from ear...
“Snowy. It’s snowy. The ground is covered with snow. A cabin. A cabin in the middle of that distant place is decorated. There are Christmas lights-- Blue, green, red, yellow.A Christmas song can be heard from far away. A tree with red decorations inside the house.Steps. Hard steps due to the snow. Someone walks towards the little cozy cabi...
The sky is it blue……. That’s what I think it was but is it really, why can it not it be black, or even red for that matter these were the kind of thoughts that crossed my mind as I sat up. I was in a fragmented world ‘is this a dream’ I thought to myself. I see that my body is whole but this world isn’t, I look around to see the cold corpse of a girl in white, blood all over my hand and a few other fragmented pe...
I have been to this place once and never have I imagined it again. Here in my field of vision, awoke a teeming forest. A woodland sworn to protection.
Therefore I sat at its center and reminisced about the birds; singing a song only they knew somewhere in the tree tops above me and then I felt the heat of the sun sear my acne-filled back.
Sadly I hadn't had any alkaline water in my purse a...
I woke up this morning without any memories of my past. I first tried to remember what movie I watched before going to sleep. I couldn’t seem to remember what I watched or when I went to sleep. Now this didn’t alarm me, but when I couldn’t seem to recall anything from the past, this sent me into a panic. I tried with all my might to remember where I was born, my parents’ names or faces, if I had any siblings, and how I e...
Ever since I was a little kid I was told exactly how my life was going to play out. I was born into a rich family, who did everything they could to give me a good life and education. That meant I got a chip placed into my wrist.. Now, for all those Christians out there, sorry but no, it’s not the end of times. The chip only tells them what my future holds.
Most people are only told small snippets of thei...
Lisa Angel had a gift. Whenever her gift would activate, she could never remember the day of her birth or major events in her past. Sometimes Lisa’s gift would give her nightmares. She could see into the future, but she could only see people’s deaths. Lisa’s morbid clairvoyance manifested when she was 5 years old.Now Lisa was 37 years old. She was the mother of a tall, dark, and handsome young man named AJ. Lisa’s son didn’t know about his mother’s gift until he experienced it firsthand one night. He went to visit his gi...
The crisp golden leaves crunch beneath my boots. A stray cat, reduced to mere skin and bones, streaks past, fleeing a predator I cannot see. I plunge through the chilly autumn breeze, grappling with my flimsy coat, cursing under my breath. I sniff the air and grimace. I smell a storm.
I imagine myself getting drenched to the bone, trudging through these abandoned streets, shivering in a bus stop with a st...
I’m not sure why, or even how this whole thing happened. My parents told me a bunch of complicated things about volcanic eruptions and how the sky was full of ash, and how it wasn’t safe to be outside for long periods of time anymore, or even at all.
Now a desolate Earth lurks just outside the doors of my home. Those things had torn into the only remaining houses on my old neighborhood block. The ash-fi...
“The past, the present, and the future walked into a bar. It was tense” - Lex Martin
Daisy opened her eyes and looked at the reflection in the mirrored glass in the hospital room. Who is that? She thought. The figure had several bandages on her face and arms. A nurse approached her bedside, saw her wide eyes, and quickly summoned other staff members.
“Code amber room 216” nurse Julie said...
“How long do you plan to keep putting this off?The words pierced through Marie Stanford's peace of mind, threatening to suffocate her. These intrusions always gave her the same sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.Though the sudden interruption rattled her inside, she kept lacing her brand-new saddle wood boots, which had just arrived by UPS. After she finished, she glanced up to give the man an eye roll, letting him know she wasn't pleased.The strangers always found them....
Some people are born into wealth. Some are born into fairytales. Neither was the case for Macy Duffington. Jenny Duffington, an unwed spinster, knew her daughter would have to repay her debts. That didn’t stop the family though. Macy and Jenny worked hand in hand to pay off their debts. Macy didn’t know a lot about her father, and in some ways, it was better that she didn’t know. Then, when Macy turned thirteen, Jenny g...
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