Beginners

Beginners.

A 50 word story

By AJ O’Brien.

For the first time both boys

were in a haunted house.

As they crept from room to room

Barry stopped and whispered,

“I don’t want to do this.”

“Me either. But what else can we do?”

replied Tommy.

“This is our first haunted house,

and we’re the ones haunting it.”

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An accident

An accident.
Flash fiction
By AJ O’Brien.

She was a total stranger to George,
but she lay in his arms.
The car hit her two minutes ago
as George walked home.
He rushed over and knelt beside her,
not knowing what to do.

“I’ve phoned an ambulance ” said a voice
from the gathering crowd.

“There’s an ambulance on the way. Okay.
Just hold on.” whispered George.

Her empty eyes looked up.

“What’s, what’s your name?”

“George. What’s yours?”

“Sally. I don’t. I don’t feel any pain.
Is that good, good or bad George?”

“I don’t know Sally. The ambulance will
be here real soon. Oh God. Please don’t die.”

Sally closed her eyes.
Blood began to trickle from her left ear.

“George? George? Where are you?”

“I’m here Sally. I’m here.”

“Tell me something nice George. Something happy.”
Sally whispered, her eyes still closed.

“Oh. Okay. I know. It’s my birthday today.
I’m having a party this evening.”

“That’s. That’s nice. Happy birth…”
Sally coughed up blood. A lot of blood.

“Oh God. Please hang on Sally. The ambulance
will be here any minute.” George began to cry.

“How. How old are you. Today George?”

” I’m twelve Sally. Twelve.”

Sally squeezed George’s hand.
“Two years older than me.
You’re my Knight in shining …”

Sally died.
And so did a part of George.