Flash fiction horror, 33 words or less…

If you everย toyed with the idea of driving a cab, meeting people from all over…Heh! Heh! Heh! Heh! Heh!…you might just get your wish ๐Ÿ™‚

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34 comments

  1. Either the poor cabbie lose his urge immediately or pee in his pants. Remember how we would rather hold then visit the outhouse toilet in the middle of the night. You never know what is lurking around. Man, you have a flare for horror !!

    1. LOL! Yes, I recall in old days after nightfall, we did not dare drink water as that meant a visit to the ‘outhouse’….brrrrrrrr!

  2. This is good Eric, quite an interesting challenge.

    I also like the comment above which asked what a “leak” was!

    1. Thank you Elliot.

      I realised that “leak” is not universally used, it is common here in Singapore – in other countries they resort to “pee”. Of course Mechanic Leigh would say “wee wee” ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. OMG Eric ..wow this is fabulous…you are so gifted …what an amazing flash fiction…
    gave me goosebumps just thinking of the possiblity that someone next to me and i cant see..eeks

    1. …especially for guys who, drunk and under cover of the dark, sometimes sneak behind a tree/bush to relieve themselves > if they only knew who – or, what – is watching them….

    1. Congratulations! It must be lovely for you to start the week with an award.

      Thank you for nominating me and it is always a pleasure to be recognised by fellow bloggers ๐Ÿ™‚

      – Eric

  4. interesting that the sparse prose makes the mind rise up to finish the picture… how did you decide 33 words as the limit?

    1. If there is a reason behind the 33 words, I don’t know. A few weeks ago, I came across a blog with a 33-word prose. I also saw another with 33 words AND an image. I decided to make it tougher by not resorting to an image.

      You can set your own rules > 33, 55, 100, 300, 600 words > you’re the boss. It gets increasingly difficult with less words.

      1. 33 words can say alot. I enjoy these very much.

        The imagination always seems to be ready to grab onto a scary thought and run with it.

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