Category: Microfiction

Microfiction – The Rapture

The Rapture

They were wrong. The Rapture did not come with the lifting of good people into the heavens without death. It came when good people, seeing evil on the rise, refused to give birth.

This, in turn, left those remaining to suffer through the tribulation years. During this time, evil people continued to multiply in great numbers, creating a hell on earth that resulted in a massive die-off.

Those who survived had hidden themselves in the most inhospitable corners of the earth where few dared to venture. And it was from those places that a new beginning emerged, as good people once again gave birth to—and raised—good people.

The Warning

God told Adam and Eve they could eat from any tree in the garden but for the one in the middle of the garden, for if they touched or ate of its fruit, they would die.

And just like a child who was told not to push a button or you will die. The button was pushed, bringing on a big grin when nothing happened. A grin that soon disappeared when it was discovered that the button activated a thing called time.

Microfiction – Would You Mind

An old man asked his young neighbor. “Would you mind if I opened your mailbox and read your mail?”

“What kind of question is that? Of course I would mind.”

“Would you mind if I peered through your window every once in awhile to see what you are doing?”

“Are you insane?”

“Would you mind if I listened in on your private conversations?”

“Would you mind if I followed you around to see where you go and what stores you buy from?

“Would you mind if I kept a copy of your finger prints?”

“That’s enough old man. You need to go back home.”

As the old man left he looked back at the young man and said. “If my questions upset you, I apologize. But for the life of me I can not figure out why you would be upset with your neighbor doing these things while at the same time allowing it to happen online by strangers, the government, your employer and so on.”

The young man stood silent as the old man disappeared through the hedge.

Microfiction – The Note

Whoever finds this note, what I tell you is the truth. So tell all who will listen.

In my time, many people foolishly voted for corrupt politicians hell-bent on destroying freedom for their own gain. And while others fought against them, there were not enough.

In the years following, all perished from wars and man-made disasters. All but one if this goes unread.

If it is read, I pray you are heard. Because I, too, found a note, but nobody listened.