My flash fiction

Last term we were working on our flash fictions for our writing. A flash fiction is a story that has you going from the present to the past then back to the present. We had to add in the words letter, rose, and chain into the story. 

I enjoyed writing all my ideas down then putting them into a story. The hardest thing to do was to come up with what my story was going to be about.

My best friend

We were eating lunch on the table, I looked up to the shelf on the other side of the kitchen and on it was a letter I got 4 years ago from my best friend Zoey before her and her family moved away. I started to think about all those times we had together. I stood up and told my parents I was going for a walk along the beach. The beach was Zoey's favorite place. While I was walking along the shore side I saw a chain bracelet sitting on the shore. I ran and picked it up; it was one like Zoey’s. I took it home with me and put it on my bed. I went to my desk and started writing a letter to her.

After I had finished writing the letter I flashed back to the time when we had our last sleepover together. Our day began with pancakes and hot chocolate. Then we went into my room and danced around to music. We walked down to the beach and built a little hut out of sticks. We started to build sand castles and write our names in the sand. Then we had a race back to my house and we played on the swings. That night we made a giant hut in our lounge and we put our mattresses under it. That was the last time I ever saw her. Then I flashed back to the present. I could feel tears rolling down my face. I went back to the kitchen where my parents were. I could tell my parents knew something I didn’t, I asked them what it was but they said it was a huge surprise.

That night I was lying in my bed when I heard someone knocking on the door. I said “I’ll get it” I went to the door when I got there my family was standing there. I asked why they had such a big smile’s on their face they told me to open the door. I opened it and Zoey and her family were standing there. She had a beautiful rose in her hand. “Surprise!!!” everyone yelled, I started to cry. “What are use doing here,” I asked “we came back to see you” Zoey replied. “How long are you here,” I asked Zoey replied “we are moving back”, I screamed and gave her a hug, “please don’t move away again,” I said.

By Riley
Word count: 413 words