It’s been six months since I last posted on my blog, and it makes me feel sad. I used to love writing (have been doing it for almost 10 years now), and I got so caught up in life that I forgot to live. I realized over the time that you don’t have to monetize everything. Somethings should just be done so that you can feel better, and that is more than enough.
Recently, I have decided to dedicate some time to my blog again. However, this time I will not restrict myself to a certain type of content. I want to write what I enjoy writing. I want to able to rant, write reviews, post short stories, lists, recommendations and what not. In short, I want to treat my blog as my diary that is interactive with the audience too!
So, since I’m a little rusty, I decided to post something light and easy. Here are three of my most favorite flash fictions that I’ve written years ago. I hope you enjoy the quick read, and please remember to drop a comment on which one is your favorite.
Humans into Animals
His four-year-old body lay limp in the hospital wing, the phone on the side table.
So what if it was a brand new, expensive phone? Was it more precious than his little hands? So what if he had scratched it?
I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. I had done this to my son. I had beaten him so bad; he ended up in the hospital.
For what? A simple phone? How thick could I be?
I reached out to grab it and smash it into the wall, only to read what he had scratched on it, “Love you, papa!”
Revenge. Revenge. Revenge.
That was the only motivation he needed to destroy me. And the reason behind that revenge was a minor ‘no’. I had refused his proposal. I didn’t know him! I didn’t love him!
Today, as I sit in front of my mirror and see my burnt face, I realize how right I was. Having him throw acid at my face was far better than spending a life with that monster. It’s okay for me to stay ugly for the rest of my life, than to have married to a man hideous on the inside.
Yes, I’m fine.
The five year old, trained beggar walked on the burning floor with bare feet, begging for some money to buy shoes for himself, for his feet burned under the scorching heat and by walking on the heated floor. Her heart melted instantly, she gave him the money and kissed him on his forehead. He smiled.
When he went back home, he was asked, “How much did you earn today?”
He gave them all of it, and slept the night with tears in his hopeless eyes. His heart hurt more than his feet.
She should have bought him the shoes.
Hope you enjoyed today’s post. If you did, please make sure to Like and leave a comment. Thank you for hanging out with me!
2 thoughts on “Three of my Favorite (100 Words) Flash Fictions | MUNAZZA BANGASH”
Girl, these are so good!!!! You should write a book and them collectively in one!
Happy to see you back!
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Really? I should?
That’s a new idea I would love to work on.
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