This post is inspired by the tale that Ernest Hemingway supposedly won a bet by writing a six word story: For sale: baby shoes. Never worn.
Whether or not the tale is true, I’ve always loved this story. So here is a collection of six word stories, in many different genres. It’s a very liberating format to write in, despite (and because of) the constraints.
He’s never really been the same.
A prisoner, I see many things.
I have never regretted anything more.
It would have been better not to.
They never warned me of danger.
That bird stole my glass eye.
Things soured, so I left everything.
Stop him! He’s sure to re-offend!
Stay far away from such evil.
I watched life leave his eyes.
Again I’m in the wrong room.
He never spoke those words aloud.
It is behind me. Someone please–
I’ve never known so much power.
Breathlessly I opened the musty tome.
My transformation is very nearly complete.
It’s there, hiding in her eyes.
Closed his eyes, pulled the trigger.
It’s too much. So I left.
I speak; the room grows quiet.
Fire burnt the man he was.
Everything seemed smaller when I returned.
Finally, I’ll see the sky again.
It came from the other direction.
No one lives in that house.
Something cold just brushed my neck.
Best not to awaken him.
Hopefully that’s the last of them.
We had only two hours left.
I’ve never seen so much blood.
Made bad wish; It came true.
Why do I have three legs?
He hasn’t noticed anything strange yet.
Earthling, take me to your leader.