The Creature – Five Sentence Fiction

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Ananya put on her sneakers, adjusted her track pants and increased the volume to max as the blasting music paused every thought that sprinted her mind, 8 km it is she murmured and ran.

Her pace slowed as she passed the regular spot around the huge park which was dark even in broad daylight.

Yes it was there as always, she saw it move again behind the bushes, this time she saw its eyes, green, big, fierce, nocturnal, and staring at her as she walked past it.

It seemed black, shapeless and ghastly, she pulled her headphones aside, an eerie silence, she looked closely, the green pair of eyes preyed on her ready for its plunge.

Just then the phone rang, she looked at the flashing screen and picked it, “It’s scary” she stammered “it’s really scary Rohan, I have started hallucinating again! I need to see the shrink!”

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The Eclipse – Five sentence fiction

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He stood behind her as the Moon stands in the Earth’s shadow during an Eclipse.

She too held him close behind her shielding his timorous body.

The dark night nourished his courage to usher in, the predator looked close and ferociously plunged.

A winner was awaited in the cold inky night as the two fought mercilessly for hours under the blood Moon.

The brutally injured lion took a beating as the lioness not just saved her cub but changed history by becoming the head of the pride of lions.

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The Offer – Five sentence fiction

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She had shiver run down her spine as she found Pinky lay in a pool of blood, her eyes fell on the phone that flashed a message “new role offer, call urgently!”

She had enjoyed every moment of stardom with Pinky who tasted glamour and success as a child artist at a very young age.

When depression gripped Pinky at a tender age of 14 as offers dwindled as she no longer fitted in the cute child category or was too young to play romantic roles, she stood with her hand in hand.

She wanted to stop as she picked the pair of scissors to cut her baby fat, she wanted to cajole her that offers were just a step ahead.

She, none other than Pinky’s soul, stood there helpless looking at the message, a new opportunity lying next to her dead body.

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