500 Word Flash Fictions: a collection
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A growing collection of 500 word stories, ranging in genres from magical realism to tragedy and mystery, with unique characters and prompts.
Feedback and support both welcomed
Posting schedule: aiming for any of the 7th, 14th, 21st, and 28th
Why 500 words?
A competition was posted around my school, hosted by United World Schools, to write a 500 word fiction from the prompt 'Adults work hard, kids dream big'. I've had an interest in writing fiction for a few years, so I submitted my entry. It unanimously won first prize.
This is my motivation to start sharing my writing with others, through concise narratives inspired by subjective prompts and I can already see an improvement in my writing - I hope you'll enjoy.
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growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterestЗавершенная история
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"If you love me, you won't leave me." Jessie has believed those words from her boyfriend, Josh, since senior year of high school. She loves him and doesn't want to leave him. Not even when he shouts at her and hits her. Jessie's best friend, Kolleen, can't stand seeing her in that situation. With a bit of convincing - and the worst beating she'd ever received - Jessie agrees to move into an apartment with Kolleen. But not long after, Jessie is scared the worst of her nightmares will soon become a reality. Josh goes missing, and suddenly Jessie would swear she's being followed. One night changes everything, and one person soon changes Jessie's outlook. A responding officer from that fateful night begins to seek her out, at first claiming it's part of his job. As she spends time with her new friend outside of his job, she starts realizing that her feelings are evolving. After being abused for over a year, Jessie is terrified she's falling in love. What's even more terrifying is that he might be, too. She isn't ready for love. Not yet. She makes up her mind that if he is falling, and if he does love her, he'll wait for her to be ready, and if she loves him, she won't let herself hurt him. Can the words that used to cage her in really be the key to her freedom? --- Featured On: @NA: Take a seat and let it be | Mature Content and 18+ reading list @NA: You deserve the world | Mental Health reading list Ambys Top Picks New Adult 2023Завершенная история
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Child, tuck yourself in bed, Let me tell a story, Of Lemuria, a kingdom past, And a girl born for glory. Lost from our world came she, Treachery gave close chase, She raised her sword and flew, For she feared not the race. Three long lost lights to save, A mad queen to defeat, The journey would transform her, Her destiny to meet. The path home tragic and faint. Beware the night, Child of Light. ******************************** For such an epic fairy tale, i was saddened that it was only in a video game form. What about the book readers? what about the children who could not afford the game itself? Therefore I decided to be a narrator, to write one, a fan fiction (retaining the rhyming style in my writing) for all those who did not know about such a story; children, adults, and all who still have the child's heart within (him/her)self. I'm really thankful to Jeffrey Yohalem & Ubisoft Team for creating such a beautiful fairy tale. *This Fan Fiction work is only a narration of the original game* "Child of Light™ story, art, music and original characters | © 2014 Ubisoft Entertainment. All Rights Reserved."Завершенная история
Side By Side
Marrying a straight person isn't good at all. But falling in love with a straight person is it wrong? Having crush on him for several years is it a crime? Forcefully marrying someone who doesn't love back it's not healthy isn't it? But what if you're confused about yourself? Do you want to explore the sensation or do you want to shrug it off like nothing? Or do you want to take another chance after doing a blunder...? Confusing isn't it? 6 years after divorce, the boys met again. But the problem is.. One who was straight back then now wanted another chance and other one who gave up and moved on, does the other one really feel like moving on or feel like starting a new life again with that same person? But the main question is....... Will he give a chance? Let's see 2gether.... ⚠ sexual abuse, fights, blood, angst, mature scenes, rape, violence. If anyone feel triggered don't read the story. Feel free to go away ⚠ #Contains 18+ and cuss words #Picture credit to rightful owner of Pinterest #Started on: 10 th May 2023 #Completed on: 15 th September 2023 Completed ✅ Top: Bright Bottom: WinЗавершенная история
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𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖 𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 : 𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚
𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒂 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑬𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑯𝒖𝒃𝒃) 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 (𝑰𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒕), 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑼𝒏𝒔), 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒒𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒕, 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 (𝑴𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕), 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐𝒏), 𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒕
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growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterest
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