100

A short, short story every day. No more than 100 words. No less.

The Rules

Only one story per day.
Only 100 words per story.
No post-publication editing, save for spelling errors.
Sudden illness, lack of internet access and emergencies only temporarily excuse the author.

100 was created by Melissah Burt but is probably not an original idea. All work is protected under a BY-NC-SA 2.5 Creative Commons License.

The author accepts challenges, which can be submitted via this form.

Interested in the process? Check out melissah.net | Writing every Sunday for author commentary and your opportunity to offer opinions and feedback.

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Fri Sep 14

Little Boy Lost

A cry caught their attention. David pried open the Venetian blinds with two fingers and searched the hostile street.

The midnight world was dirty and broken. Street lamps cast a flickering light over the filthy streets, revealing the true horror in stuttering snapshots: corpses, thousands of them, every one of them threatening to reanimate.

‘Mummy!’

Halfway up the street, a boy stumbled through the debris of that shattered world. He was three or four, bare-footed and filthy, helpless, harmless….

‘What is it?’ asked Mari.

He turned away from the window. He wouldn’t risk her for a boy.

‘Nothing,’ he lied.