Martha's Throat (a 300-word flash fiction horror story) by Oren Shafir

Even as I called her name, I knew something horrible had happened.

Hitcher (a 500-word freaky flash fiction story) by Oren Shafir

Anyone else would have sped right by the big man, but not him. Everyone is God, Charlie thought: me, the children, even this hitchhiker.

Laughing with the Dead (a 600-word Halloween flash fiction short story) by Oren Shafir

In my country, cemeteries are just like parks, she says.

Lately, she’s started calling it her country, like she didn’t leave when she was zero-years.old. They’re more in touch with death in her country, she says. The living and the dead all together laughing and celebrating. Go say hello to your dead relatives’ ghostly spirits, she says.

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The Way Down (a 100-word freaky flash fiction story) by Oren Shafir

He remembers things he should have no recollection of.  Things he never saw. Things he didn't notice at the time. Things which, in reality, he always knew too well. All in vivid detail.

An Eye for an Eye (a 200-word flash fiction horror story) by Oren Shafir

Number Two heard crying from the other room. Not really crying, more like the strange sound that sometimes came from the cats in the alley at night. 

"Did you cut it out?" he asked Number One when he came out.

Orange (an 800-word freaky flash fiction short story) by Oren Shafir

Up until then, all the pink faces and blond heads had been difficult to differentiate for Joseph, and as the week went on, they had transformed into one indistinguishable, nameless mass of people. That is, until he stood face to face with her. 

Red 2 (a 400-word freaky flash fiction short story) by Oren Shafir

Part of my brain can see that Paul grows tired of my chatter, but another part of me knows that he must recognize the truth; Truth is rushing through me like blood through my veins and only some act of violence can stop it. I cannot stop talking.

Revenge (a 400-word suspense short story) by Oren Shafir

At first, I thought it was a cultural thing like, I don't know, a story reading for the public library or something - but when I saw his face, I knew something was wrong.

After the Accident (a 200-word suspense, horror flash fiction short story) by Oren Shafir

When she saw my face, my wife threw up right there on the hospital room floor. She tried to grab the trashcan, but most of it missed. I don't know what she'd had for breakfast, but there was a lot of it.

Ugly (a 200-word horror flash fiction short story) by Oren Shafir

In this version of my hometown, there are no homes, no street names, nothing recognizable. Just rows and rows of concrete blocks on black asphalt roads, and I can't find the place where I'm supposed to be.

Happy, Healthy and Wise (a 500-word freaky flash fiction short story) by Oren Shafir

People tell me it's taking over.  You have no life, no friends, we never see you anymore. But I tell them like I'm telling you...

Red (a 200-word suspense flash fiction story) by Oren Shafir

Sometimes just the sight of his flaming red hair made me want to strike him.

The Finger (a 250-word suspense flash fiction story) by Oren Shafir

How to get your parents' attention

I gave my parents the finger when I was just 8-years-old, but I didn't get the reaction I had been hoping for. I never have -  not until now that is. 

5 Seconds (a 250-word freaky flash fiction suspense short story) by Oren Shafir

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Five seconds can be the difference between life and death. In this case, it was the difference. Under oath, I had no choice but  to admit this, even if it meant damning myself in doing so.

The Reconciliation (a 150-word freaky flash fiction short story) by Oren Shafir

Her body ached; they'd been talking for hours.

"All I ask is that you consider it," Mike said, but he had repeated that sentence so many times that it was ignored.

"Do you think I'm a bad father?" he asked.

The Dance (a 100-word freaky flash fiction story) by Oren Shafir

One day, they crossed paths in the narrow passage between the bathroom and the hall closet  – only enough room for one to pass. Instead, he took hold of her and they spun, lips meeting softly. 

Another Cup of Tea (a 200-word flash fiction horror short story) by Oren Shafir

He remembers a young girl, but the things in this house are the possessions of an old woman. Plastic covering the couch upholstry. A lace tablecloth. Porcelain figures on the mantel of a fisherman's wife, a bell and a kettle. 

Cassie ( a 300-word freaky flash fiction short story) by Oren Shafir

Although my flat was tiny, I could observe all of humanity six flights below on the walking street. It was as though the black cloud of winter had dissipated overnight and the entire country had converged to feel the sun and gawk at each other below me.

Last Train (a 250-word freaky flash fiction horror story) by Oren Shafir

He didn't have to hurry, but he was walking fast because it was the last train. Not that he felt like slowing down anyway. Every week he got the same sinking feeling in his gut as he approached that dark, shadowy tunnel.