The best shortest stories in the world

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We selected some of the most interesting short stories on the Internet.

Maybe some of you know about the competition run by the New Times in the USA. The competition named Fifty-Five Fiction Contest is for short 55 — words stories, and some of these, in our humble opinion, are among the world’s best shortest stories.

If you like the Fifty-Five Fiction contest and, in particular short stories, then also look at drabbles and short stories known as minisagas.

Here we selected some of the most interesting 55 words stories globally.

Enjoy reading!

Some of The best shortest stories in the world

ACCIDENTS (Author: Mark Cohen)

Reginald Cooke had buried three wives before he married Cecile Northwood.

“Tragic accidents,” he told her.

“How sad,” replied Cecile. “Were they … wealthy?”

`And beautiful,” said Reginald.

They honeymooned in the Alps.

Later, Cecile told her new husband, “You know, darling, my first husband died in a tragic mountaineering accident.”

“How sad,” replied Justin Marlow

BEDTIME STORY (Author: Jeffrey Whitmore)

“Careful, honey, it’s loaded,” he said, re-entering the bedroom.

Her back rested against the headboard. “This for your wife?”

“No. Too chancy. I’m hiring a professional.”

“How about me?”

He smirked. “Cute. But who’d be dumb enough to hire a lady hit man?”

She wet her lips, sighting along the barrel.

“Your wife.”

FATE (Author: J. Ripp)

This was the only way, such a blur of rage and bliss and hurled toasters as our time together had become. Appeal to fate: heads, we’d marry, tails, we’d separate forever.

The coin flipped, thudded, skipped and lay still an eagle showing.

We stared as it sank in.

Then, together, “Best two out of three?”

EVENING SURPRISE (Author: Hillary Clay)

Shimmery stockings stretched over shapely thighs-a perfect backdrop for a body-skimming cocktail dress. Glamour radiated from the ends of the diamond earrings to the tips of the spike-heeled shoes. As a shadowed eye surveyed the mirror’s reflection, painted lips pursed with pleasure. Suddenly, a voice cried out from behind.

Dada/”

GRAPPLEMEYER (Author: Shirley Powell)

“ Old Grapplemeyer died broke. The reading of this will is over.”

“That old fraud,” sobbed Lydia, Grapplemeyer’s mistress of 30 years. “I’ve wasted my life.”

“You?” shouted David. “I was his secretary, valet, and more!”

“I was only the cook, but I’ll miss dear Mr. Grapplemeyer,” said Rosemary, fingering a huge diamond ring.

FAIR PLAY (Author: Fred W. Manzo)

Irv and Ivan lay on the blistering sands, ogling women.

“That one?” Irv asked.

“Nope,” Ivan said. “Too fat.”

“Her?”

“Nope, too skinny.”

In the warm sun they sipped beer and gawked.

“Wow,” said Ivan. “Look at her!”

Two girls, wearing flaming pink bikinis, glided past.

“Nope,” they heard one say to the other.

A COWBOY MOVIE (Author: Ernest M. Garcia)

Jack’s father died. The machines confirmed it. The nurse entered the room, started unplugging equipment. “You can go now,” she explained.

He felt like he was in a theater. The lights were on. There was gum and popcorn on the floor.

“Dad,” he almost said, “let’s go.”

Instead, he just watched the credits roll.

THE CARETAKER (Author: Steven Macleod)

“Don’t walk on the grass!” shouted the little man.

“Don’t be stupid,” the large man replied. “It doesn’t feel anything.”

“You must care for it,” retorted the little man. “It gives us beauty, but it’s fragile.”

“Whatever.” The large man walked away.

Years later, each had moved on.

Indifferently, the cemetery grass grew over both.

AT THE HOSPITAL (Author: Emily Tilton)

“ She needs surgery. It’s a rare kind of tumor.”

“Has anyone told her?”

“No. We’re waiting for her family.”

“There is no family.”

“Everyone has a family.”

“Not her … what are her chances?”

“Not good. Only fifty-fifty.”

“Those are good odds for her.”

“They are?”

“They are.”

“How so?”

“She arrived here an attempted suicide.”

DEATH OF A NEIGHBOR (Author: Mary Young)

My neighbour died yesterday. Roberta was a large woman with auburn hair I admired.

Though a private person, she was passionately interested in me. Her adoration confused me. I barely knew her.

After the funeral, Roberta’s nephew handed me an inscribed hatbox. It read: “For lovely Catherine-my auburn wig. Your neighbour, Robert Whiting.”

THE FALL OF A LEGEND (Author: Andrew E. Hun)

For a thousand years, the mighty redwood grew into a majestic beauty, surviving earthquakes, fires, and drought. Outlasted only by the mountains on which it lived. A thousand years untouched. A thousand years unconquered.

“How long to drop it?” shouted the foreman.

“Couple hours tops,” spat the burly logger.

“Let’s get it over with.”

MISLAID PLANS (Author: Monica Ware)

Arash of new bills came that morning. The letter from their insurance company announced the cancellation of their policies.

She sighed and rose wearily to tell her husband. The kitchen smelled of gas. On his desk, she found the note.

“… the money from my life insurance will be enough for you and the children …”

EQUAL RITES (Author: Mark Plants)

“Highly irregular,” said the priest.

“The diocese allows them,” replied one of the men.

Overcoming a visceral dislike of same-sex unions, the priest agreed to hold the ceremony quietly. There was a harpist. Both men wore tuxedos.

But the priest, even while donning her vestments, still wondered if she was doing the right thing.

BAD LUCK (Author: Alan E. Mayer)

I awoke to searing pain all over my body. I opened my eyes and saw a nurse standing by my bed.

“Mr. Fujima,” she said. “You were lucky to have survived the bombing of Hiroshima two days ago. But you’re safe now here in this hospital.”

Weakly, I asked, “Where am I?”

“Nagasaki,” she said.

ART VS. COMMERCE (Author: Ron Bast)

The artist stood back to view the geometric precision of his latest creation.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, “but will it sell?”

No time to examine the philosophic implications. Customers, buzzing with excitement, hovered near the piece. He wrapped up a deal quickly.

“This is business,” the spider said with a vicious smile. “It ain’t art.”

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