Short Stories

Butterflies of the Soul from January 2013

Settling. I dont know why that comes into mind while starting my first blog for the New Year. New Year, fears, hopes, daring to put one...

All the other girls were jealous. They didn’t have to say it, but she knew. Whispering around her: ”How is it, that out of all the other...

The Breeze blew stronger than usual. It was a dull, grey day and the heavy slate tinted clouds were hanging deep over the wild foaming...

It’s only February but I feel its even middle of the year. I am already exhausted, not really but I already feel my strength strained. It...

Men are all the same! Everywhere! Even in my world. First they lovey dovey you and then when it comes to it, they leave you, with all the...

It was like every morning. The alarm clock next to his bed at the same spot his entire life. Folding up his puffy white duvet, which...

Emma wondered if that statue had always been there. Towering over the almost leafless trees in that small square in the town park. How...

The sky changed had changed its colour. It had gone from morning misty grey to bright blue, infused with a few gleaming sun beams. It...

She had left the city for a while now and the motorway merged into a less wide and more isolated country road with seemingly no end. It...

So I am sitting here and am supposed to write a scary story. Well where do I start? I could tell a day in the life of a single parent...