Beautification of the Clouds

Just another short flash fiction story about wanting to make the world a better place. Enjoy!


She ran into the great big city… buildings everywhere, skies unpolluted, people populated all around, arms and eyes wide open... The excitement cheered as she stood brightly upon the stage in a room filled wall to wall to announce her keynote speech. Wisdom was shared on how to promote change and betterment to the world. “Let’s fight for justice by seeing all people as human and not a color on a paint palette... because we are all beautiful!” The crowd exploded in jubilation and took action. The clouds can relax peacefully now…

Super Short Flash Fiction Stories

All in a sentence or so! I will keep adding more as I think of them and I'd later like to put graphics with all of these. For now, here goes!

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As the tides turned, the light cracked from the clouds, and thus, she was saved!

Raven Fly Free

This handy flash fiction story is about growing up and making progress in life, but you always need a little helping hand! Enjoy!

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The prime time for night owls arises as now is the time to prepare for independence…

“Raven… it’s time to take flight!” The thoughts pulsate through her wings as the process of flying free is once again overthought… A crash into the wall becomes her fate…

Mission failed…

As the night of the pink nova moon takes shape, the color is blockaded by the greyness of pollution… Grey to represent the thunderous clap of the sorrowful skies as birds strive to fly freely to warmth without those blockades that cause failure and confinement…

“Raven… snap out of it…what are you doing? Get up! It’s time to take flight!”

She gazes towards the horizon with a crippling glare as giving up will never be an option. Fear is the black bird shielding the triumph that all shall wield. Raven will stop at nothing to proceed onward in the timeline! The sight of new scenery provokes the black bird to attack as perseverance is sent to Raven from the synergies of the moon. Denying and ignoring the moon will only result in a fiery black hole…

Raven graces onward as the spirits from above gravitate her towards a successful mission. Toxicity ignored, the pink nova moon prevails… The darkness and grey fade away as the brighter horizon is near.
She senses a blue song bird and gently floats towards the guiding star and the beautiful pink cookie-shaped structure.

“Raven… it’s time to take flight! Are you ready for this?” She soars into the great beyond as daylight begins to emerge. A new beginning is in sight! The light has now taken flight! Black holes shall never be in sight!

Mission complete!

Douse the Despair Flash Fiction Story

Remember when I posted a preview to a short story back awhile ago? The inspiration finally came to me to write this, with lots of revisions and changes to the idea, and this is what I came up with. Note that this is my first time EVER writing flash fiction! Enjoy! Updated on 5-11-14!

Weightless… the incredible rush Shira receives each time after she performs. It is now her turn to take flight on stage!

The stage... a place to grab the spotlight, place it upon your heart, and spill your guts to an audience, is where Shira frees herself from the daily mundane and releases life’s pains for others to relate to.  

…”And it is when we all become one functional unit that evil can cease to exist and life can be free of despair and negativity from others.”

The audience roars with excitement and snaps their fingers while being motivated by her powerful words!

After gleefully walking home, she receives a text from Kylie, her nightmare roommate who allows her freeloading boyfriend to rein the place and allow the foul stench of 3 week-old dishes, telling her to “stay out of my apartment”.

“Now I understand why so many people run away from their place of residence”, Shira mutters to herself while smothered in tears during her pitch-black stroll.

Shira silently opens the door in her attempts to sneak into her room to enter her personal lady cave.

"Why does this darn place have to feel like a witches den?" This prevalent thought fuels the ammo brought to the stage. She closes the door and painfully expels her tearful desire for a more stable place to call home…

The next day, after an extraordinarily difficult day at work, Shira wants to channel the previous night’s pain and use it to create… a spicy stuffed jalapeño popper with a side of raw poetry.

The sound of electronic music screams through her cellphone as she answers the phone with great reluctance while seeing her mother’s name appear on the screen.

“You’re such a failure… why do you consistently end up in conflict?” Her mom continues to bicker about nonsense and point out her weaknesses. Shira holds back tears to be able to mutter, “The only issue is terrible luck with a touch of impatience.”

“You’re so fat!” Shira exclaims, “I’ve lost 25 pounds so far… quit undermining all of my accomplishments” as she later receives a letter in the mail informing her that she won a nationally recognized prestigious award for poetic excellence.

“You’re so smart, but *insert flaw here*” is a frequent phrase that comes out of her mother’s mouth due to the need for her mom to always make herself feel better by putting others down, mainly Shira.

To maintain balance and sanity, she releases her inner child by frolicking outside every so often, practicing martial arts, channeling creativity through mediums such as cooking and music, and drawing pictures with words… And of course, remaining positive and strong at all times.

Every Wednesday night, Shira attends an event called “The Pencil Pot”, which is an amateur performer night for people who like to experiment with the arts and have fun, while free bacon is given to all performers and attendees! It’s the one place where she’s been practicing her spoken word poetry for “Talent Universe”, which is an international talent show that’s as widely broadcasted as the Olympics are.

It’s everything Shira dreams of whenever she’s trapped inside her bedroom when Kylie and her boyfriend are taking over the place and she doesn’t want to feel like she’s invading someone else’s space.

Every time an unpleasant emotion comes about, the words “douse the despair… douse the despair… douse the despair” are the words that Shira hears pounding through her head when she tells herself to smile, even when it’s a struggle.

It’s the week before the big audition and another successful performance at The Pencil Pot has been completed.  Frolicking in the midnight darkness, she smiles, grabs optimism by the hand, and tells herself “the world is mine, I can do this!” With that, victory emerges!

The Shortest Flash Fiction Ever!

If I were to tell a story in exactly 6 words, here's 4 different stories that I'd tell:

#1: May there be magical dragons flying

#2: The volcano vigorously erupted, ravaging Shermantingletown

#3: A song beautifully sung has begun

#4: The holy sword has been summoned

Enjoy the epic shortness!