Stories Category

Wake Up

It was a gloomy November night and Cavan was home alone. The dog had already barked a few times when…

Dive into a World of Micro Fiction Adventures

Hey Readlings, Busy? Don’t have enough time for all the reading you want to do? I get that. But that…

Mexico

The air above the asphalt shimmered like a cliché. It was stuffy in the car and smelled of Boon, but…

Bus Encounter

5:32 a.m. Hannes drove the school bus out of the depot seven minutes later than usual. Just because the left…

When She Knocks

Cavan sat in the tiny kitchen staring at the half empty can of beans in tomato sauce and the crusts…

Hunger

The porter lowered the pastrami sandwich and hastily swallowed the last bite, as Ferguson exited the elevator. “On time as…

The Day After

“Sir… Sir… You can’t sleep here.” Something hard hit me in the shoulder. I opened my eyes. The dream of…

Encounter Of The Special Kind

They usually came on Thursdays, sometimes on Wednesdays, rarely on Fridays, but always once a month. Sometimes the spectacle lasted…

Flüchtlingskrise

Stell dir vor, dein eigenes Land schiebt dich ab.

Der Fahrraddieb

Eins – eins – eins. Als das Schloss an seinem Fahrrad klickte, wachte Levi auf. Es musste reiner Zufall gewesen…