Tag Archives: fear

(Flash Fiction) Seven: Pride

Posted on March 18, 2016 by Helen

We called them the ‘Prideful Ones’ or the ‘Conceited Gang”. I remember that well, from school. They liked the names, even if they were not kindly meant.  They could afford to, for their pride arose from their social status.  Every … Continue reading →

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Schadenfreude – Twenty Three

Posted on February 14, 2016 by Helen

There were times when self-interest had to give way to something better, and as he lay in the relatively safety of the hospital room, surrounded by the very best medical care, he felt protected like a child by a parent. … Continue reading →

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Schadenfreude – Twenty Two

Posted on February 7, 2016 by Helen

Greg found him two hours later. He stumbled in to the flat, thinking through his alcoholic daze, that it was odd that the door was wide open. What he saw on the loungeroom floor sobered him instantly. David’s breathing was … Continue reading →

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Schadenfreude – Twenty One

Posted on January 31, 2016 by Helen

‘What have you done to her?’ Andrew mimicked again in his sing-song voice, ‘Why don’t I show you, if you want to know..I always think actions speak louder than words..’ Andrew reached out and hit David hard across the face. … Continue reading →

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(Flash Fiction) There

Posted on January 22, 2016 by Helen

That’s where they took us as I told the police. This dank, broken place. Once it was a warehouse, one of them said, but it had been abandoned for years. It was a good place, he said, a good place … Continue reading →

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The Others – Twenty

Posted on September 24, 2015 by Helen

I didn’t have to wait long. Friday night I was settling to watch a DVD I’d rented, with a beer by my side and a packet of chips, when the phone rang. I checked the caller ID before I answered … Continue reading →

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Animation – Eight

Posted on June 26, 2015 by Helen

How simply it begins, this fall from grace. I wonder if it was thus for Lucifer, most beautiful of the angels (and how could I presume to understand that?), but still, happening upon the thought of power – new, unbidden … Continue reading →

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Animation – Two

Posted on May 15, 2015 by Helen

Three months ago I did not know my power. I was famous, respected, but remained essentially hidden. I always hated the pomp and ceremony of my exhibitions. I was known for being elusive, reclusive, and almost impolite. I was not … Continue reading →

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Animation – One

Posted on May 8, 2015 by Helen

Two weeks ago I killed a woman. I did this deliberately. I knew precisely what I was doing and I planned and executed it all. But there is no evidence, any way that I can ever be held accountable for … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Nineteen

Posted on April 23, 2015 by Helen

Dearest Violet is in my kitchen, slicing and dicing vegetables for our soup.  She has chosen a recipe for chicken soup, and the meat is already finely sliced and lightly fried, and it now sits on blotting paper to the … Continue reading →

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