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All genres, all writers, all here.

Here, on Short-Story.me we publish only the highest quality stories from great writers around the world. To have work published on Short-Story.me is testament to the finest writing ability. Once published, we share your success with others, announce your achievement on Twitter, and give good writing, great publicity. The site receives in excess of 300,000 page views per month and is the number one site on search engines for various genres.

We have a category for everyone. So why not sharpen your skills, your pencil and your wits and commit that story to paper? Give our followers what they want to read and get your name in front of thousands of readers every week.

Best of luck in your writing endeavors.

 

Unbinding The Ties

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This is the apartment you’re so proud of? Sardine cans are bigger than this dump!” Vivian grimaced and made her way through the tiny living room to the dinette set. “Too bad you didn’t listen when I told you selling your dad’s house wasn’t a hot idea.”

“Aunt Vivian, the place isn’t that bad,” Helen said. “Granted, it’s small, but roomy for one person.” She pulled out a chair for her guest. “Coffee?”

The elderly lady nodded and frowned. “I saw that beat up Toyota of yours in the carport. Where’s your patriotism? You’re born and raised in America – you should buy American!”

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The Right Light

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Robert Caires sat in the dark, watching a muted television and eating hard-boiled eggs from a bowl. When he heard what sounded like teenagers laughing and cursing in the night outside, he placed the bowl on the faded pink fabric of the arm of the chair. He looked from the eggs to the bowl to the chair. His wife had loved this chair and he had always hated it; but she was long gone now and he couldn’t bring himself to get rid of it.

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Willow Meadows

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Fireflies glide across the smooth surface of the pool and above branches of a young Bodhi tree shake as a blue jay takes flight batting its wings against the hot Texas day full across the backyard and up, up, up to perch as judge on the top branch of a leafy oak tree that’s been here much longer than us.

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Charades

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The weather is hot and muggy but it is July. The day is beautiful. I stand in my wedding dress and feel like a princess. Like all the princesses I saw on TV and in the movies. I will be married in a few hours. I am eighteen years and excited, yet I have no idea what I am getting myself into. The man I am to marry is someone I have chosen, I think.

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How To Exterminate Vermin

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After the last total-earth war, much of human and animal life disappeared and much of earth was left uninhabitable.  However, there was an area in the western hemisphere's west that escaped devastation and some survivors found their way to that area.  What was originally a refugee camp became a city called Westra.  The fledgling society suffered growing pains.  Most disturbing to Westrians was the legal system that favored criminals, a situation that led to Vigilantism.  Bartol, a policeman by day, was a driven, violent vigilante by night.

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A Small, Gold Locket

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Most babies are given a blanket, or a teddy bear, something soft and safe that they can grow attached to. Something that their parents will be able to tease them about in front of their future boyfriends and girlfriends.

Not me. I, Dawn Hunter, first grew attached to something that wasn't even mine to attach to. My mother wore a small, gold locket that her mother wore before her. When I was crying she would pick me up and my eyes would fixate on the locket and I would suddenly become calm.

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Creepy Crawlies

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Lena Holmes, a model, was offered a part in a movie, and she found stardom.

As is common, fame and fortune can make significant changes in a person's personality. So it was with Lena Holmes. She became difficult to work with and bullied everyone with whom she worked. Lena wanted her body from her face to her toes perfect, so she hired a chemist to create shampoo, creams for her face, her neck, her arms, and every other place where skin could be seen.

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Unlucky Sparks

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The red Audi S5 took the curve too quickly, spun its rubber and flipped into the ditch. Leighton slowed his gray Subaru Impreza to the shoulder and leaped out.

Only a week ago, he had signed the papers to make the divorce final. He had felt so bad about it and almost returned to a drinking habit he had cured long ago, but thus far, he had only bought a bottle of Maker's Mark without indulging. All of that at this point seemed so pointless. After all lots of people have it rough- much rougher than him- just like the poor driver of the Audi.

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