Whispers #flashfiction

This week at the Carrot RanchCharli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes whispers. It can be beautiful or creepy and any genre. Where are the whispers, who are they from, and what do they say if they say anything at all. Go where the prompt leads!

This is my response. I hope you like it.


She watched from the side, longing to join in, fearing being ignored. Or worse, banished. Determined to beat her shyness, she’d shuffle one step forward, then the old insecurities would immobilise her, reminding her she didn’t belong. One foot forward. Stop. Another foot forward. Stop. She was almost there when the game paused, and they looked directly at her. She froze. They feigned whispers hidden behind hands. She didn’t need to guess. She ran and hid behind a tree, wishing for invisibility. “I’ll never belong!” Soon one face appeared, then others. “Please come and play with us,” they chorused.

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Thank you for reading. I appreciate your feedback. Please share your thoughts.

40 thoughts on “Whispers #flashfiction

  1. Rebecca Glaessner Author

    Ugh, got the tears welling up for me here Norah. This one hits close to home. I like your version much better though. And I like that my memories can shift just a little, each time I read your pieces of childhood wonder and magic and love, and imagine myself in their shoes once upon a time ago. Beautiful story as always, Norah.

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    1. Norah Post author

      Thank you for your kind words, Rebecca. I’d love it to always end this way. Unfortunately, it’s not often the case. In fact, I was mulling on not belonging when I read Charli’s prompt. It was a perfect fit.

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  3. D. Avery @shiftnshake

    The prompt of whispers put me in mind of playgrounds and classrooms where they can be devastating, even if the messages are guessed at as your character does. Thank you for a happy ending and another story where kids are their better selves.

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