55 word fiction

A collection of 55 word stories written by various bloggers.



I was always a slow learner. Things took their own pace with me.

I would move my limbs vigorously till the ache became unbearable. But it was more the fear of falling.

It was raining. I was climbing upwards to see the sunrise from my sheltered foliage.

I suddenly slipped…..

Finally I learnt to fly.


The call

Tring Tring..4.45am

Me: Hello?

Sia: Doctor, I am walking on clouds!! I'm not scared. I can see a garden I always saw in dreams. I am………….

The line went dead.

A shrink is always a call away.

Me: Hello, Sia there?

Someone: sobs…Doctor, Sia is no more. She passed away this morning…

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