August 12, 2015

A Little Murder (Flash Fiction)



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A Little Murder

By

Chrys Fey

Charm climbed out the shattered window. Shards of glass stuck up out of the dirt like weeds. She carefully set her feet on the ground then took off running. Behind her, she could hear her stepfather’s screams. The rickety door to their falling down house flew open, banged against the wall, and clattered back against the doorframe. He was coming after her with a gun in his hand, the same gun he used to kill her mother with moments before. He hadn’t known she was there, standing in the hallway as they fought.

Her stepfather was mad-drunk at three in the afternoon. When that happened, her mother usually got bruises blooming purples and yellows on her body. This fight started when her mother bravely announced she was leaving him. Her bravery got her killed. Now Charm had to fend for herself.

Her small feet carried her though the woods as she cried for her mother. Sticks stabbed her heels and pine cones pricked her toes, drawing blood. She threw her petite body into palm bushes, their teeth ripped at her arms and legs, but her fright was so strong it hid the pain. She followed a skinny path covered with pine needles through the Florida wilderness.

“Get back here, you little bitch,” her stepfather hollered. The sound of his large, beer-padded body sounded like a giant T-Rex. His shouts and curses followed Charm deeper and deeper.

She came out of the woods into a clearing for the Anderson home. Charm knew they were gone for the summer. She snatched the rusted key out from under the welcome mat and locked herself inside. She didn’t even allow herself to take a breath. She ran into the kitchen to find a weapon. If her stepfather was as dumb as a tapeworm, he would stumble on by the Anderson home, but she didn’t take much stock in that luxurious thought.

The Anderson kitchen had ancient linoleum on the floor, sickly-yellow counters, and a scratched table that still had pieces of the Andersons’ last meal there. It was a definite step up from her home.

She tugged open a kitchen drawer. Cockroaches scattered. She grabbed the biggest knife and hurried into the bedroom where she slid under the bed to join a horde of dust bunnies. Hitchhikers clung to her dress and poked her skin. She clutched the butcher knife to her chest.

Size eleven boots staggered up the front steps of the Anderson home. The sound of the door breaking open made her jump. “I know you’re in here! I’m going to kill you like I killed your mother.”

Chills danced along Charm’s spine. Her stepfather’s footsteps moved through the cabin to her hiding place. She couldn’t see him, but she knew he was in the room with her. She held her breath. Large hands roped around her ankles. She let out a scream as he yanked her out from under the bed. He pulled her between his legs and fumbled with the gun. She didn’t think twice when she plunged the knife into his chest. When he fell to the ground, she was cemented to the floor, panting for breath fear kept stealing from her lungs.

When her stepfather didn’t move, she realized he was dead. She stood over him as relief flooded her three-foot-tall body. Surely, no one would convict a six-year-old of murder. © 


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47 comments:

  1. I thought that was a fine read, well done!

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  2. What great tension! And yup, no one would convict a six year old!

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  3. When I was reading it, I was wondering how old Charm was. So young to have experienced so much violence. Well written!

    betty

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    1. Thanks, Betty! I didn't even know her age until that last sentence. Before then I thought he was maybe sixteen.

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  4. Oh, I love that last line! Great story!

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    1. Thank you! The last line makes the whole story. :)

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  5. Splendid story, Chrys! Gripping from the onset clear to the end when I sighed with satisfaction! :-)

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  6. Excellent short. Well done, and oh so young for such horror. But also a slice of real life. Good job. Can't wait to see what you do for Murderous Imaginings!

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    1. Yeah. Unfortunately, some six-year-olds really do experience this type of horror.

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  7. Awesome flash fiction.
    What a brave little girl.
    Well done. :)

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  8. I love it. Total surprise at the age of the girl and no, I don't think they will convict her. LOL Keep it coming, Chrys.

    sherry @ fundinmental

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    1. Thanks, Sherry! I will try to share more flash fiction. :)

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  9. haha I think she is safe from prosecution, as long as she doesn't become a serial killer.

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  10. Great story with very realistic emotions. And it wasn't murder.

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  11. Loved the T-Rex reference. :) And a great twist at the end.

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    1. Thank you! I was hoping someone would mention the T-Rex reference. :D

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  12. Great reveal of her age at the end, Chrys! You totally had me thinking she was much older.

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  13. That was really intense. He got what he deserved.

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  14. Whew! I was worried she wouldn't escape.

    Well written, Chrys!

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  15. Bravo, Chrys! That was powerful. Wow.

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  16. Poor kid - and no, I don't think she'd be convicted.

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    1. I didn't think so, but it was the perfect way to reveal her age. ;)

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  17. Wow! What a thing for a six-year-old to go through!

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    1. I know. Even though I wrote it...it is awful.

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  18. Yikes. Great flash. Great giveaway.
    Have you heard from Gina lately?

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    1. Thanks!

      No, I haven't heard from Gina lately. I emailed her before 4th of July and haven't received a reply back. I know that she went on a vacation recently. I'm not sure if she's back yet, but I think she might be. I know I saw a post saying she had good news, so I'm waiting for an update on that.

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  19. What a gripping piece of flash fiction. I envy writers who can write FF. I can't do it. It takes real talent to pull readers into such a short story . So much suspense with brevity , I admire you . I loved this piece . You hooked me with the opening and kept my attention , curiosity and apprehension all the way through the very last line. I loved the last line, BTW. I, too, was wondering how old Charm was. You ended a suspenseful piece with an excellent knock out punch. Loved it.

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    1. Thank you so much, Melissa! When I first started writing, I never thought I could write flash fiction or short stories but now it's all I seem to write. Thanks for the wonderful compliments! :D

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  20. Intense and exciting and disturbing (children shouldn't have to witness such things even though they do, too often).

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  21. OK that was riveting! I was thinking she was 11 or 12. This is frightening and this little girl has a rough start to life. I feel bad for her character because it sounds like real life.

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    1. Thank you! At first I thought she was 16 but for some reason she wanted to be younger. I feel terrible for her too.

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  22. I really enjoyed reading your short story fiction. It is a creative writing ireland

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