Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers



“Look up there Taylor!”  Missy said.

“Wow!  That’s a huge statue.”

“I wonder what happened to his arm,”  Missy inquired.

“Good question!  Something really strong must have caused it to break off like that! Maybe it was an earthquake.”

“That’s possible, but I don’t see an arm around here anywhere.  I think the statue was somewhere else, but  moved here for some reason.” Missy said.

“Now, my curiosity is up.  I’ll check with Google and see what I can find out.”

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Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



Three Lines 3 Tales

Thank you so much to the lovely Sonya from 100 words or Less for hosting this prompt.

Jessie Orrico


I see the gleam in her eyes as she looks at me.

The decision was done.

I was the chosen one, and repaired, so she could fulfill her dream of becoming a great pianist.

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

The Rescue

I watched as the tightly cellophane wrapped head floated on the water along the ditch. My first thought as the wind blew cold rain on me was complete despair.

My responsibility had been to go to the grocery store and buy a few things with what little money that was given to me. My family struggled just to make ends meet each month, as did so many other families in our neighborhood. Every penny was to be used wisely.

Returning from the grocery store I had fallen down and dropped the bag of groceries I was carrying. I tried to stand, but could not get my footing and slipped further down the bank of the ditch. I was covered with mud, wet leaves and twigs. I managed to grab hold of a small tree. My fingers were bearing down on the rough tree bark as I used the full force of my strength to pull myself up.

In the short time while I struggled to stand, I was thinking about what a great loss it would be to lose that lettuce!

With a renewed sense of urgency, I quickly picked up my opened umbrella, ran along the bank of the ditch and swiftly scooped up the head of lettuce with it. I walked back to where I had dropped the grocery bag and carefully placed the lettuce in the bag.

I continued my journey home with a big smile on my face as I happily skipped along the path singing that well known song called “Singing In The Rain.”