Flash Fiction: All Gone

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Jimmy and I ran under the rhododendrons, pressed our foreheads into the earth and jammed our hands over our ears until the noise stopped. When I sat up my head was ringing and I saw blood trickle from Jimmy’s ear and soak into his collar. We crawled out into the garden and for a moment I thought nothing had changed.

But we were alone. The picnickers, the tourists, our parents: all gone.

Weeks later we remembered the camera, the photos taken that day. And that’s when we saw it: a beam of light and high above a huge shape, hovering.

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This is a Friday Fictioneers 100-word (exactly this week) story inspired by the picture supplied by Melanie Greenwood. Friday Fictioneers is organised and run by the wonderful Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Click here to join in, and here to read other pieces. I’d love to know what you think of mine – please leave a comment!

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This week I’ve had a post (‘First Catch Yourself A Squirrel‘) published on the Tin House blog about some of the research I did for my novel, Our Endless Numbered Days.

68 thoughts on “Flash Fiction: All Gone

  1. Dear Claire,
    I wondered how many folks would focus on that ray of light. I like your take on this. At first, I was thinking of the Blitz. At the end, I realized this could certainly be a Blitz of a new sort. Well written.

    All my best,
    Marie Gail

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  2. I must admit I had to read this twice. I thought at first it was some terrible massacre or gunfire or something; I was also trying to work out what happened to Jimmy and if he’s OK. I suppose in a sense, maybe it was a massacre, but of a very different kind.

    Congrats on the publication credit; it makes me want to get round to submitting again. One day…

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  3. I’m a fan of good sci-fi and this definitely falls into that category. You left me wanting to read more of the story. Congratulations on your post being published on the Tin House blog!

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  4. An exciting and well written piece of Sci-fi, Claire.That only the two of them were left is an intriguing thought, one that could well form the beginning of a much longer piece. I love the way the two were under the rhododendrons – presumably what saved the from being snatched / annihilated by some sort of aliens.You used that beam of light well for that. 🙂

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