Microfiction
The Jewel Theft
Ted gracefully eyed the Jepsen Jewel on display. It was the largest of its kind, and its luster was breathtaking. So, he looked at the cameras and the security to scout the place early. His disguise worked as he continued to the case without alerting the guards. He quietly slipped to the back while the guard was turned around. Only to wait till the time to swap. The crowds thinned, and the lights dimmed as Ted sat still in the background. Slowly the cameras were cut out. Ted came out of the shadows eyeing the precious Jewel. Pulling the glass-cutting tool out of his pocket. Slowly cutting the glass and temporarily shorting the electricity. He reached gently into the case and replaced the Jewel with a fake one. His hand held the priceless Jewel in his hands. His eyes glittered at its beauty, and he carefully placed it in a bag. He picked up his tools, and Jewel packed them away. Back in the shadows to hide for his escape and before the cameras turn on. He felt a gun in his back. A cop said, “You are under arrest for theft of the Jepsen Jewel.” Ted had been caught.
By Sarah Danaher3 years ago in Fiction
I have no control
Unfortunately, I believe in the power of fear. I believe the prey feeds the predator in more ways than one and I refuse to remain the prey anymore. I and my co-worker plan to execute a robbery on our fellow establishment. Establishments in a franchise can have many bosses but they can only have one disgusting Dexter Lewish. His transfer following the recent complaints shows that he is considered to be one of the special ones that complete the trifecta of abuse and gets no consequence by the law, so we are enacting the consequences ourselves. With the help of Levi, we have access to his office above the supermarket floor and his schedule. Anais was able to get a position there and altered her appearance. Levi was one of the three people that worked closely with Dexter but he understood our plight. The silence after the anonymous profiles we created to tell his stories showed us that displaying his crooked ways in the business might make others care about justice a bit more. The following Tuesday at noon, we convened to steal his managerial past and present digital documents but Anais feared for her new position and reported it.
By Merritt Xavier3 years ago in Fiction
Atop a Whale's Back
In a small coastal town nestled by the shimmering sea, there lived a young woman named Eliza. Her heart was brimming with wanderlust and an insatiable curiosity for the world beyond the horizon. Every day, she would venture to the cliff's edge, gazing out at the vast expanse of ocean, dreaming of the adventures that awaited her. One evening, as the setting sun painted the sky in hues of gold, Eliza spotted a majestic sight—a magnificent whale gracefully breaching the surface of the water. The sight left her breathless. Intrigued and captivated, she felt an indescribable connection to this creature of the deep. Days turned into weeks, and Eliza's fascination with the whale grew. She would spend hours sitting on the cliff, patiently waiting for her newfound friend to appear. And sure enough, each time, the whale would surface, seemingly acknowledging her presence.
By Panos Kalsos3 years ago in Fiction
Contradicting Thoughts
I found an old note while digging through my grandad's attic after his funeral. The words I read are what changed my life. I was in a dark time and needed to hear them. It was as if he knew and guided me there all along. That’s what I chose to believe anyway. I still have the note stashed away with some of my other papers so that nobody can find it. I worry about it getting thrown out one day so now seems like the best time to make a digital copy. I type the words and relive the past. The memories come rushing back as if they had been trapped behind a weakening dam for the last twenty years.
By Michael Crone3 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Savior
In the arid heart of Mexico, a there was a village teetered on the brink of starvation. A formidable cartel, known for trafficking drugs and hoarding resources, possessed a surplus of food. A lifeline tantalizingly out of reach. Enter Alejandro, a mercenary turned modern Robin Hood, who vowed to rectify this injustice.
By Patrick Ferriol3 years ago in Fiction
The Unseen Amulet
In the bustling city of Arcadia, where dreams intertwined with reality, there lived a young boy named Oliver. From an early age, Oliver possessed an insatiable thirst for knowledge and an unwavering determination to achieve greatness. Despite growing up in a modest neighborhood, his spirit shone brightly, attracting the attention of both friends and mentors.
By Oladimeji Adeboye3 years ago in Fiction
Stealing Power
Stealing money was good and fine. Stealing power though, that's where it was at. Why did the owner of The Drill Museum get whatever he wanted? Power. Power through threat. Threat... from secrets. Secrets of politicians in the form of proof... hidden... keeping governors and senators and congressmen in his pocket.
By Stephen Kramer Avitabile3 years ago in Fiction
He couldn't resist
The haul was enticing. A short, simple job. In and out. An hour at most. It piqued his interest. He once said he was done with this life. Swore he would leave it behind. But it was hard to resist that urge. It wasn’t even about the money. He’d never scored any real money.
By James Farrell3 years ago in Fiction
