Horror House Wednesday Flash Fiction Contest #2

**While new prompts will no longer be posted, please indulge in any prompt here that peaks your interest. You can link it down below or create a ping-back.

Hello and welcome back! We are on week number two of the Horror House Flash Fiction Contest. I’m hoping that we’ll get double the participation this time around, but the turnout from last week was still fantastic.

 This week’s prompt is this: “Where is your reality? Do you know where you are?” I found this old thing while deleting useless clutter on my laptop. Do what you will with it. It seems sort of sci-fi, so maybe I’ll be seeing that as a common genre for this prompt? Who knows!

In this contest, the maximum amount of words I will allow is 450. Minimum is 5. You can submit your entries in this comment section or even put a link of the piece from your blog in the comments, and I will decide on a winner the next Tuesday—the day before the prompt starts over again. Everyone’s entries will be included in a separate post, aside from the winner.

You can make it into any genre you want, you can use explicit language, violence, horror and gore. But please nothing discriminatory, racist, sexist, homophobic, anti-semitic, prejudice or harmful/demeaning to a group of people.

Have fun with it, and happy writing!



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27 replies

  1. Good idea for a flash fiction contest but I am slightly confused — does it have to be horror?

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  2. How did I get here?

    Being lost is normal for me because I move around so much. I often wake up and ask myself, “Where the hell am I?” It’s not a scary feeling. I’m also lost when driving.

    One time I was trying to find my way to a friend’s house and had to stop to look at a map. A man with the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen was suddenly outside of my car and asked me if I was ok. I said,” I’m fine. Is there a place I can get lunch around here?”

    He looked at me like he was afraid of me! Then I saw a lot more people behind him just standing there, not moving. I had the feeling I didn’t belong there.

    I said, “Darn it, I’m in the land of the dead again.” They don’t have any fast food places.

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  3. This sounds fun. I’ll take a crack at it.

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  4. I sent one over, hope I submitted it in the right place!!

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  5. Thanks, both of you for your kind words.

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  6. Haha, I had fun with this one. I don’t even know if this relates to the prompt that much because I sorta went off on a tangent, but here it is:
    patbunnyblog.wordpress.com/2020/06/21/dying-inside-yourself/

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  7. Lucy, here’s mine. I hope I’m not late.

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  8. Not at all. 🙂 Excellent piece! Very heartbreaking in the essence of a reality with a shadow of oneself behind. I enjoyed reading it.

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  9. Cool, because I might have rushed this. Thanks, Lucy!

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