Micro Flash Fiction From the Beach 3 - More 99 Word Stories
The Angel Part 2
“Wait,” said Fred, “You don’t understand. You can’t just walk away from God or one of His angels. “We don’t give up that easily.”
I stopped walking and turned around to look at Fred. “Well tell me this. If you’re really an angel why don't you have a more Angerly name like Garbiel, Michael or something a little more regal?”
“Gary, do you know how many angels there are? Not all of them can have prestigious names. Besides, the point here is not my name, it is why I’m here.”
“Yeah, I know I’m called to do great things
The Angel Part 3
“No, what I said was, “God has great things for you.”
“Oh, big difference. What kinds of things.”
Fred, the Angel looked at me. “Don’t know...us angels kind of wing it as we go along.”
“Wing it.” I said. “Was that an angel joke?”
“No, we angels do not have a sense of humor.”
“Okay...well then...what do we do?”
“We wait to see where God calls you to go then head out. So head on home and wait. As soon as you know your calling I’ll appear.”
“Okay, so I will be on my way then.”
Written as prompt for a poem but turned into a poem as a short story.
I Used To Think
I used to think life would be grand
I had all or nothing kind of plans
Living in a mansion on a hill
Seeming to have my entire fill
But I’ve learned over the years
Through the sadness and all the tears
Life is not always a thing of pleasure
But there are times to treasure
“What’s you doing dear?"
“Trying to finish this poem. Being a writer is a tough gig. One day the words flow the next only silence.
“Well sometimes you just have to step back and listen to your heart.”
“You’re right...let’s go eat.”
“Welcome to Nowhere Coffee. I’m Dave, how can I help you?”
“Can I get a double caramel with cream?”
“Can you tell me where I’m at?”
“You’re in Nowhere.”
“Nowhere huh….where exactly is Nowhere?”
I watched the clerk wrinkle his brow. “You don’t know, do you.”
“Nowhere doesn’t exist in time or space. Once you enter the town you don’t leave because you no longer exist. I got stuck here about two years ago. Here’s your coffee.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well from what I’m told. You can’t go back because you don’t exist there.”
Love Your Sword
“You don't have to love me.”
“Wait...love you. You’re my sword. I can’t love you...well how you want.”
“Then I guess I’m going to have to leave.”
“Again you’re a sword you can’t leave.”
“That is the last time I buy a sword from a group of old sprites. I should have known they’d infuse it with some kind of magic.”
“What’d you say?”
She appeared before me.
“Now listen to me, Jolaaan! I heard you bad mouthing me. Remember I’m a magical sword. I can forget to protect you...buddy.”
“Sorry...can we go now?”
Started out as a children’s poem turned into a story.
“Take good care of your Grippe” The man said, “It’s a finicky pet.”
I laughed. “I thought you were going to tell me not to feed it after midnight.”
The man looked at me. “Huh.”
I looked at the orange fur ball in my hand. “Nevermind.”
“Oh and by the way...The Grippe will love you all over or if make it mad will play hard to get.”
“Anything else…” I said.
“Oh yes,” he said, “ It doesn’t like to fetch, roll over or play dead. The Grippe is more than glad to sit on top of your head.”
There was something not quite right about the window. It looked like any other window except for one thing, it wasn’t a window. It was a portal to another world which existed outside. A lot of people didn’t realize the other world was there because they never ventured through the window.
They would just look through the thin clear wall wondering what was out there. Until one day the inevitable happened. A man named Jerry decided it was time to see what was on the other side. He opened the window, climbed through and was never ever seen again.
True love overcomes obstacles
She had blue skin. The problem was his was green. They loved each other but the law stated they couldn’t be together. So they met in secret outside of town in a glade in the woods. There they discussed what life would be like if their parents understood love does not see skin color. They met like this for years til one day they were found out. Needless to say their parents were not happy. They forbid them to go to the glade again. Still what love draws together is not easily undone. So they ran away, got married.
Another Week In
There you another set of Micro Flash Fiction stories. Each one was meant to give you a glimpse into a much larger story. You the reader, are meant to Write for yourself what comes next. I hope you enjoyed this third installment. I changed the title since each story was under a hundred words.
As always if you have any suggestions for stories just add them the comments section. Until next time stay safe and enjoy life.
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