“There’s nothing behind that door, Frank. It’s just decoration.”
“I’m telling you, Chuck, last night I opened that door and there was a train station on the other side.”
Chuck opened the door and revealed a red brick wall. Continue reading “The Train Station”
One more step. That’s all Sierra needed to take.
She knew that if she could take this final step her world would change but it was hard.
The events that had led to this moment shaped her into the woman she is today. They’d also scarred her physically, mentally, and emotionally.
The years hadn’t been easy on her. She’d suffered abuse, hunger, and rejection at the hands of people whom she thought were friends. Continue reading “One More Step – Flash Fiction Friday”
Jim tossed and turned in his bed. He looked up at the clock. Its glowing red numbers taunted him: 3:33.
There it was again, the number thirty-three. For days, he’d been seeing the number everywhere.
The train he took for a business trip? Number 33. The software package he bought a few days ago? $33.33. His change at the drive-thru yesterday? Thirty-three cents. The number was everywhere!
Jim knew this day was coming. It’s not that he’d been dreading the day just the inevitability of its arrival. Continue reading “Thirty-Three – Flash Fiction Friday”
Scott could feel it. They were coming for him. The anticipation was killing him.
His palms were sweating and his nerves were on edge. He knew they’d be here soon. He could sense them, taste them, hear them. It was only a matter of time. Continue reading “They’re Coming – Flash Fiction Friday”
The door just appeared. There was no shimmer, no sparkles, and no distortion of the air or surface where it appeared. One second it wasn’t there and the next it was.
This wasn’t the first time a door had appeared like that. It happened several times before but I’d lost count. Continue reading “The Door”