Short short fiction or flash fiction is not an easy genre to follow. It is popular to say that a story 1,000 words or less can be classified as flash fiction. But how can one write a beginning, middle, and end to a story that is less than 500 words. It is a serious challenge. I have attached a short short story to this blog, and I have the other story, The Outcast, included in My World of Fiction. I consider both of them flash fiction. Do you?
By Frances A. Garcia
It is summertime in San Antonio. The year is 2015. A young man and an older man walk in the park in silence. The older man smiles and enjoys the scenery. He wears a blue T-shirt and faded jeans. The young man wears a jacket with lining and an inside pocket, undaunted by the 98 degree weather.
“I wrote a card yesterday,” says the young man.
“You rode a car?”
“No! I wrote a card!”
“Oh…what did it say?”
“How Will I Kill Myself?”
“Ha! Ha! You’re still here buddy. That’s a great joke!”
“I planned it for today. I thought and thought and thought…”
“Ha! Ha! And how will you do it, buddy?”
“There’s a convenience store down the street. The cashier has a gun, like this one.” He pulled a gun out of his inside coat pocket.
“Hey, man! That’s no joke! What are you doing?”
“It’s a toy gun, see?”
“Oh! Okay! You scared me for a moment, buddy.”
“Just watch me.”
The young man walked into the store with his gun in his hand. Then, he pointed it at the cashier. “Give me all your money!”
“Okay! Take it easy, man!” The cashier pulled out his gun and the young man raised his hand as if he were going to pull the trigger. The cashier blasted him and he fell back in a pool of blood.
The ambulance picked the young man up. The bullets pierced his lungs and aorta, causing him to lose blood rapidly. He died on the way to the hospital.