Flash Fiction: Running



Lights. Over my shoulder their lights are coming, running through the trees, lamps and flaming torches. Coming for me through the trees, shouts, and hoots and laughter. It’s a game, for them. Dogs, teeth bared for blood. Running. Under the chicken house, into the nettles. Quiet!

In the morning she lures me out with food, and I let her paste the baking soda on my stings. I try to tell her about them, but my words don’t come right. She sighs at my tangled hair, my mother. Wants to keep me, but I slip away.

Tomorrow night they’ll come again.


This is a 100-word flash fiction Friday Fictioneers story inspired by the picture above, this week supplied by Dale Rogerson. Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Click here to find out how it works or here to read some more stories by other writers.


“A deeply moving read, that keeps you turning pages.” Oprah.com on my second novel, Swimming Lessons. Find out more.

35 thoughts on “Flash Fiction: Running

  1. I was out of breath reading it! I could feel all all the emotions of your character. So very well done, Ms Fuller.
    (And how cool that Oprah liked your book!)

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  2. Well done. Such tension and I can feel that lost of breath and the terror and yet the thrill of being chased. I can’t help wondering if your protagonist is a rabbit.
    xx Rowena


  3. Well done, your drew me right into the story. Her fear was palatable. I found the end very sad. What is this tortured soul running from?


  4. I love the pacing and intensity of this piece. It left me with so many questions. Initially, I thought the same as Michael, that it was about escaped slaves. Then I thought, this is a world where this mother isn’t entitled to have a child and so she hides it away. A fascinating story. I must check out your novels if you write as well as this.


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