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Dead 
I seem to be able to see my body. I see myself. Laying there, so still. I am dead. People always wonder what death feels like. And now I know. It's peaceful …

The Wolf and Other Very Short Stories 
I shouldn't have stopped to watch him. I let him see me, but I couldn't look away. He glided soundlessly out of the cover of the trees. Huge, the grey …

Wait for Dark and Other Very Short Stories 
She decided to climb. To climb Mount Everest. Everyone thought that she couldn't do it. She began her preparations 3 months in advance. Going to the gym …

The Secret Killer. 
CRACK! The flaming hot bullet hit Jenna Harrison in the back of her head. Her head was pushed forward from the impact of the bullet as the gunman shoved …

Toxic Gunk in Washington D.C. and Other Very Short Stories 
I once had a dream. It was the worst nightmare. I thought it was real when I woke up. I was at the beach with my parents but then a scar (a tornado) swept …

Ghost of the Auto Mechanic and Other Very Short Stories 
It all started with that man... His long, slithering, sword-like tongue stuck out as a weapon, dripping blood as he walked. His tall silhouette was shaped …

Rain Spattered Bicycle and Other Very Short Stories 
The initial pain was gone as well as my cell phone, the fourteen year old and the knife he used to slash my arm. The other passengers waiting on the subway …

Cranford 
During the 1960s I worked as a Police Constable in Scotland. One morning at the start of my shift I was detailed to accompany a member of the CID to a …

Ghost Hunting and Other Very Short Stories 
The garage door opened and Sherry could not help but look straight ahead. There was that busy body neighbour Mr. Kells. She hoped he would continue watering …

Secrets Can Be Deadly and Other Very Short Stories 
Death of a loved one knows no manners and cares not whether you are prepared for arrival. Makes no announcement, requires no invitation. Just drops in …

Why I Did It and Other Short Stories 
I cut a giant chunk off my hair because it was getting in the way of my fun. I woke up on a December morning in the middle of the scorching summer in my …

The Parasites Saga Part 1 
John stopped at the wall panting like a dog, he knew that he couldn't double back or the parasites would get him. John remembered when the leeches first …

Mysteries Are Not Always Solved 
Arnold walked through the door. Despite the building's apparent age this door (unlike all the others) opened without the expected creak or the "old cobweb …

Expletive 
Your life is meaningless; you are a slave to currency, and everything you own will burn. This world is temporary and every day you spend in it is one more …

Boxer 
He was the best. The fastest, strongest, and smartest in the ring. When he stepped between the ropes and into the center of the ring, he owned it. It was …

Noise 
I know that I'm alone in my room. I know that I am alone in the world. Being alone I am not afraid of. But being alone doesnt mean that I don't know what's …

Fowl Play 
A. J. Meier was eighty when he shot his last goose. By then his eyesight was indistinct, and his aim susceptible to inadvertent dips. The goose was …

Follow the Rules 
The noise of all the slot machines was music to the ears of Theo Ray. Theo could be seen four to five days a week at the Four Winds Casino in New Buffalo, …

Fate 
Coy clutched the Little Lotto ticket tight in his right hand as he said a silent prayer to the God up in the heavens. Coy had reached almost total despair. …

Veteran Cop 
Sgt. Mickey Kady had worked for the Boxertown police department for 29 years and now he was seriously contemplating retirement. Sgt. Kady had intended …

My Grandmother's Key 
Part One: "I wonder what it's for?" I ask myself looking at a key that my grandmother gave me. She said it'll solve all my problems. How is a key …

Product of Neglect 
Lying here next to you, all I can think is that I can't wait for you to leave. I press myself against the warmth of your back and lay a gentle kiss on …

The Edges of Things 
The painted lake stretches before us as the sun sinks, slow and heavy. A thick violet sky quivers at the seam where Heaven and Earth meet. This gentle …

The Encounter 
I'm walking through a forest. The only sound is the crackling of dry branches and leaves beneath my feet. It hasn't rained for days. The wildlife around …

See You There 
She lay on her bed, the pictures taken out of their albums spread out around her. His shirt in her arms, It just wasn’t the same. She needed to feel his …

The Wolf Shadow 
The shadows never frightened Livy, but now she was unsure. They had a sinister sway to them, like they were aiming for the death blow. One night, when …

Her Flight Was Brief and Other Short Stories 
Alone. The word circulated around his head, and above all else, seemed to stick there. He suddenly felt it hit him like a sack of bricks; the loneliness, …

Helping Out 
Amy was miked, so I could hear every word of the conversation through the headphones. In spite of her bravado earlier the tremor in her voice was apparent. …

Neurotic Wrath 
Lydia stared into the mirror. "It is done." She smiled an evil smile. "I have taken her place". The plastic surgeon had said for her not to do this as …

Lightning 
The little child looked up, a sudden blast of lightning hit his face so hard, and painful that he screamed in terror, as it nearly tore his head to the …

Julianne 
"Hello, Julianne?" It's a familiar voice on my phone. "It's Alexander. I hope you still remember me." How wouldn't I? Without him, I would never …

The Pencil 
It was firmly stuck to his fingers. He opened his hand and spread his fingers until only it contacted a single finger. But it was still holding fast. He …

Colleague 
He met her while commuting home from the job hunt. His white shirt was pulled out loose from the pants to let in some cool air while he watched the fast …

Unexpected 
She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep. She was about to drift off to sleep when he suddenly jolted awake beside her. She didn’t react. Instead she …

Innocence Lost 
His hands are on my breasts, the ones I got last year. His fingers unbuttoning my blouse. His lips on my skin, sucking, kissing. Passionately, no room …

A Story About- 
Rummaging through the pockets of his coat for a cigarette as he stepped onto the now deserted streets of Uncertainville, his brows pulled together in annoyance …

Sammy the Lost Bunny (a Children's Story) 
Sammy the bunny was a very friendly little animal, who liked to play with special friends. He had one particular friend,named Nicholas. One day Sammy was …

Young Merit 
She stood there at the age of ten, staring at this feeble old man. He was leaning on a cane,looking for something. He was very old,and needed her help. …

Old Friends 
In an annual gathering of old friends, the seven continents laughed and reminisced happily about the days of Pangaea; a time where they were the closest …

Minnie's Summer Adventure 
Minnie was coming back from her pal Dee's house when she found kittens in grandpa and grandma's barn. She'd been here a whole week with nothing but bike …

Our Parents Their Parents 
'Get out of my house,' shouted Rahul's mother. Rahul was so tired from swimming that he slept and did not have his lunch. When he woke up it was quite …

A Friendly Affair 
Rahul had been going to the swimming pool since March 2011. Everyday he used to swim and search for someone with whom he could talk. His major problem …

Statistics 
He couldn’t stand it when she cried. It was too painful. All he could do was hold her. Try to soothe her. Love her. She was Clare, but she was incomplete. …

A Man in Need 
It was the Christmas of 1939 and I had just been let go. I carried myself down O'Connell street but I succumbed to the pressure. There I lay, outside the …

The Fish Out of the Water 
“What’s that?” Tommy asked, jabbing his little pointer finger at something silver on the shore. “That, little Tommy, is a fish out of the water.” I …

Past Packages and Now 
Why must it always come back to this? Every morning I wake up, make coffee, and get the paper. But when I step outside, I see no paper, but a package. …

The Dark 
The fear was all he felt. He cringed from the sting of the slap, and the swing of the alcohol. Why would someone do this to him? He’d known Jared for …

A Ship to Nowhere  
They woke at dawn from their sleep. The man, tired and unmotivated, rolled over to meet his lover's gaze. She was a lovely young woman, recently out …

The Mystery of a Bride's Murder 
There was no dearth of happiness in the Yashbardhan family as the eldest daughter of the family Nita was going to be married to business tycoon Yashbindar …

Fantasy in a mirror 
"When I looked in the mirror, I didn't expect..." As I arose from my slumber, I felt a little melancholy. After watching one of my favorite fantasy …

The Historical Woods 
ONCE UPON A TIME, THERE WAS A WOODCUTTER NAMED SANJAY. HE USED TO CUT TREES AT A PLACE NAMED HISTORICAL WOODS. HISTORICAL WOODS WAS A REMOTE PLACE, SITUATED …

A Saturday Morning  
The pen taps on the desk, waiting for my answer as the blank paper looms before me. The clock faintly ticks as I scramble to read over the next paragraph. …

One More Time 
Years, angry yelling, the blame game, carve parenthesis around her mouth, an angry N between her eyes, marring a once youthful face. Male heads turn, whistles …

When Love Takes Hold of You 
When you are in a relationship with someone, you think that it's going to last forever, that nothing can get in the way between you and your partner. One …

The Last Scene 
My sister, brother, and I are Filipinos. My father had died of lung cancer and my mother was left alone to take care of us. Sure, she got help from her …

The Busy Life of Mark Whopeburg 
It was raining heavily when Mark called Nikita . He had to tell Nikita not to walk the ramp for Anushka Mitra. After two days there was the meeting of …

Prom 
Everyone looks forward to prom. Even I did, the tomboy who all the guys knew and all the girls looked down upon. It was a magical night. I arrived about …

In the Dark 
The thundering rain showered itself on the car. It glided at a great speed but a rhythmic pace on the empty road. I looked at him, my mind full of thoughts. …

One Last Fight 
Blood dripping from my nose. I faintly hear the voice of my screaming coach, "Come on Johny, you gotta keep 'em hands up! You gotta keep 'em up! And watch …

Roses in the Hospital 
With shaking hands, I placed the needle back in its sheath, feeling my body temperature decrease as the chills of what I had just done caught up with me. …

The Man Who Has Seen Past 
Rahul was coming back from office. Today an interesting thing happened as he met his old school friend Shibani who was his sweetheart when he was in class …

Crisis in Japan 
Some boys were playing near the seashore in Tokyo. Suddenly some people who went fishing in the seashore came back. Their trawlers were missing from the …

The Wedding  
My cousin Rahul got married last Sunday. He married a Marwari girl and the ceremony was held in the largest hall of the town. Rahul's aunt i.e. my mother …

The Lord of 64 Squares 
Tamit was leading in the State Chess Championship and was on the verge of winning the Championship when his uncle called him from Secundrabad and said …

Unreadable 
The Legend read: "Here lived humankind. She was born as an angel, shone like wildfire and burned herself". And in the endless wilderness of that silent …

Love in Deathbed 
Samantha,Nikita and Farhan were staying near the hospital in Kabul. They had come to Afganistan as reporters of CNBC. One day, Samantha was interviewing …

The Tsunami Effect 
It was during the Tsunami of 2004 that Latifa and Harshad met each other. They were doing a project work in Port Blair under the auspices of Dr.Rangarajan …

The Ritual 
On nights like this, when the calm hangs over the city like a broken promise, and the deep silence has fenced our lives with its inescapable routine, I …

Elephant War 
*Beep Beep* goes off the alarm exactly at 4 a.m. every morning. The usual routine consists of brushing teeth, brushing hair, brushing dog, get dressed …

Drinks, Dunks and Sticks 
Duncan is a rock. Well, he seems like a rock; but when you get to know him, you may decide he's a rock-shaped lump of Blutack. Every day he puts the …

Serving the Notice 
I knock on the door; my heartbeat is racing. Sweat pouring from my face down to my drawers. This is the first time coming to this residence. I'm waiting …

Elephant's Breath 
There was an elephant breathing in her bedroom. She could almost feel the warmth, enveloping her bare body on the covers. A fine mist formed on her …

The Verdant Proposal 
Picking it from a nearby bush, Tyrese handed her a white rose. “I want you to know that this white rose symbolizes the purity of love I’ve had for you. …

Good Whiskey 
The Wintu people lived around the site of the town of Redding for thousands of years. When the white men came, the Wintu tried to co-exist, but it was …

Sign In Please 
My wife and I are at a party as guests of the President of the United States and The First Lady. They are standing at one end of a massive ballroom, in …

One Frightening New Orleans Night  
The evening was so blissful; we never expected that this would be the most frightening and harrowing night of our lives. It was the spring of 2004, a …

Stranger 
It is a dark, foggy night. I can hear the sound of instruments playing far away in the Tea House. She would be there now, singing. Her rich, deep voice …

One Last Time  
I can smell the wood. Those remarkable pine trees that separate us from the rest of the world, the ones that hide my bitter torment, masquerade my lies …

A True Wifey Affair 
Rajat an assistant commissioner of income -tax used to drink heavily. Whe talks of his marriage was going on there was no mention of his drinking problem. …

The Art of Living 
Rashid was very upset.His company has terminated him and his 6 year long beau Sujata dumped him for a rich Marwari tycoon. In the cold night in Bangalore …

Day Trip To Heaven  
Full of trepidation and excitement, the day has finally arrived in which I am going on a day trip to heaven. The year is 2091 and I am a professional …

A Dream Land of Passion 
Jeffrey Don Cabos is the only son of Don Cabos the owner of Simony oil wells. Handsome is so little a word to describe this magnificent, outrageous and …

The Never Ending Vampires 
Vampires are everywhere and there is no escape at all. So we get together and try to come up with a way out. All the while they are circling us all bloody …

love 
love is some feeling at times one cannot express..Though he was with me my mind would say."this man doesn't know to love.."Time will show its meaning.. …

Here Comes Butchie 
Here comes Butchie. "Whatcha doing?" he says. "Nothin'." "Got a nickel?" "No. You?" Butchie shakes his head. He says, "If we could get …

The Last Time I Saw Charlie 
"You know when was the last time I really felt good? It was when I was drinking hard, and smoking two packs a day, and running around with loose women, …

Just Another Client 
Sitting in the back of a yellow cab, Julie looked at the address on the crumpled piece of paper. She knew it by heart. She’d known it her whole life. …

Walking Shoes 
The soap was oval and translucent, the type her grandparents had her use and the smell alone made her feel pure. Well, maybe not pure but at least clean. …

Orange Juice 
It happened almost a month ago, but it still feels like ten minutes ago. Is that too cliché? We were sitting across from each other in a dirty diner with …

Tonight 
Regina's breathing returned to normal as she felt her body slowly melt out of the trance. She wiped the sweat off her forehead, pen still clutched in …

Bounty 
Slowly the coyote crept along the brush trying to stay hidden from his prey just feet away. Each step calculated carefully not to make a sound. Each paw …

Two Monsters Down 
"One to go," I muttered, kicking the foul demonic corpse as I pulled my blade free from its eye. I frowned at the extra-dimensional experimental physicists …

The New Client 
After an exhausting flight the last thing Carol was in the mood for was finding out the midsize coupe she reserved was not to be. Carol was miserable by …

A Morning With Callie 
Callie the Calico sleeps peacefully and purrs softly as she dreams of chasing mice until the alarm clock rudely awakes her. She yawns and stretches …

Sittin' In the Window 
Sitting in the large, second story window was the best vantage point on the whole campus. From there everyone could be seen driving in and out—not to mention …

Stolen 
Honk! “Crap!” I curse, swerving to miss the thoughtless pedestrian. I left in such a hurry. I am so ticked at that jerk! How dare he! After all I …

Love  
One of the things I hate about this town is the VFW hall. It's where there is to go, and everyone goes there. The same damn people all the time, with the …

The Cowardly Skydiver

by Ben Zackheim | Aug 15, 2016 | Writing |

I have a special 150 word story for you. This one was written by a friend of mine. I had no idea he wrote at all, but apparently he stumbled on one of my stories and was inspired! Kirk Sandberg is always a man who surprises you, one way or another. Thanks Kirk!

The Cowardly Skydiver by Kirk Sandberg

At the age of 43 he made the decision to jump out of a plane.
The idea scared the shit out of him but the reward of finally feeling like a real man was worth it. So all geared up away he flew — the plane’s door open during the whole flight.
Trying hard not to gag in front of anyone he approached the door once they were above the clouds.
Don’t think you coward! Just jump! What’s the worst that could happen? Living like this is far worse than the shoot not opening, he thought.
So he jumped and fell towards the Earth at 120 mph.
He felt at peace as he fell. Frantic thoughts did not cross his mind as one might think. Just peace.
When he hit the ground and stood up tears filled his eyes.
He would never be a real man.
That ship sailed long ago.

Stepping Out, With Pencil (a 150 word story)

by Ben Zackheim | May 26, 2014 | Writing |

He used a pencil to say goodbye. Maybe that would make it less permanent. Words are only as strong as their intent and he didn’t want to leave.

His parents had once hinted that they knew the truth. But by the end of the day their heads were back in The Good Book — their eyes on everything but him.

So with a whisper he crafted his goodbye on paper.

He made the sentences sharp. His points were daggers. An eraser could make them go away. But he knew his parents wouldn’t see that.

“That’s why I have to go in the first place,” he thought.

And when he took his first step into the world as an honest man he felt fixed.

He’d left the note next to the TV. Burnable, tearable. Eraseable.

Maybe after they did all that, they’d remember he was just their son.

 

Stepping Out, With Pencil is a 150 word story that’s part of a series of short stories that I’m working on. I’m fascinated by the idea of crafting a tale with a tight restriction like this. It may seem arbitrary, but I’ve noticed something happens for me when I limit the word count to 150 words. I find that the stories end up being 150 words exactly.

Not 147, or 151.

150.

I’m not sure why this happens time and again, but when I finish the first draft I do not check the word count. I make my edits until I’m happy with the story and then I check. Every time but once the count has been 150 words. Naturally. No affectation.

I hope you enjoy the stories!

 

Other 150 word stories:

Bridge of Laughter

Bye Dad

Jungle Jim

Bye, Dad (a 150 word story)

by Ben Zackheim | Sep 3, 2013 | Writing |

I was nine when I spoke to Dad for the last time. I’d forgotten to thank him for a birthday present. I believe it was a Radio Shack radio.

“You forgot, huh?” he said, on the phone.

Long pause. I was a sensitive kid. I think I knew that my nine years as his son were about to get gutted.

“Dad?”

“Screw off,” he told me, a thousand miles, and a two-month old divorce, away.

I remember Mom grabbing the phone and screaming, “What did you say? What did you say to him?” until she was crying as hard as I was.

Ten years later, he’d finally succeeded in drinking himself dead. As I stood over his coffin, I was out of tears. And regrets. I was out of everything, even breath. But I shoved a goodbye through the scar tissue. I found some words.

“Thanks for the radio, Dad.”

Disposable Sam (a 150 Word Story)

by Ben Zackheim | Sep 1, 2013 | Writing |

Having a claw for a hand wasn’t so bad. Its prongs could grasp any surface. In fact, Sam had enough control to pick up an egg or crush a head, which is what he was doing.

The scream strained the average eardrum. Underling scientists whined in the corner of the lab. Sam’s victim was the scumball who cut his hand off, among other things, and used him as an experiment. No permission asked.

He deserved a death that treated him like dirt.

“Why?” Sam growled. The prong that was his new middle finger prepared to burst through the guy’s cranium.

“Oh God! It was a step!” he shrieked. He saw that Sam was listening. “A big step. One more Disposable and we…EVERYONE can live forever in steel bodies!”

“One more Disposable, huh?”

Sam broke his arms and tossed him to the scientists.

“Yay. There’s your Disposable. Get to work.”


 

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Jungle Jim (a 150 word story)

by Ben Zackheim | Aug 31, 2013 | Writing |

Mom always thought Jungle Jim was creepy, but I liked him. He sold ice cream and said hi to every kid in the playground. Sometimes, when a bunch of us said hello at the same time, he twirled in circles howling, “HELLOOOO!”

We laughed hard at that. The kids did. The grownups acted like they didn’t trust him.

The truth about Jim came out when Allison disappeared from the playground.

Her Dad was frantic.

He screamed, “ALLLLLLISOOOON!”, twirling around like Jim.

“Daddy?” Allison was across the street. I bet she was staring at toys in Walgreen’s window.

She crossed back without looking.

A car turned the corner, fast.

Jungle Jim jumped into the street and fell into Allison hard enough to knock her away.

Now he’s in the hospital. He’ll be okay. Allison’s dad is using his vacation to sell ice cream for Jungle Jim.

I think that’s super nice.

 

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