Miniature Fiction

They all said I was mad; the media, Congress the American public thought I had lost my mind during my speach to the world two nights ago. Some congressman from the backwaters of Alabama said it was like something out of a bad movie, or a comic book. When my robot drones sealed the halls of congress and gassed all the Senators and Representatives, nobody questioned how serious I was.
to be continued….

People think Disney is the happiest place on Earth. But their parks have shadows, deep, dark shadows where the dregs of society cling. I mean, do you realize that people who go there drive Chevy’s?

My crime was monstrous and I was on the run. I knew the only way to hide was to conceal my identity, so I mutilated my own face, performing an act that any horror movie could only hope to replicate. My crime was that bad, stealing from a Starbucks is truly unforgivable.

America is, let’s face it, going bankrupt trying to house millions of prisoners every year. As the Senator of Texas, I had a solution, but I knew the timing wasn’t right. Some day I knew America would be ready for the return of public shaming, beatings, and forced servitude… but not yet.

Her mother’s skepticism, her coworkers’ derision and even that commercial she’d seen just the other day for a free background check service designed specifically for the Match.com crowd hadn’t deterred Cara from the prospect of fishing Mr. Right out of the internet dating pool. She’d even chuckled a little at the absurdly morbid thought that maybe ending up a serial killer’s latest victim would be preferable to eternal spinsterhood.  It wasn’t until he started pulling out her fingernails with a rusty pair of pliers that she reconsidered. 

- Mariel

My dogs were constantly barking at nothing, going crazy all the time about various comings and goings of the neighborhood. I learned to ignore it. I only wish I had listened to them this last time…

In 2025, the United States began broadcasting all executions on live national television. The good news for the criminals was that the American public was given a chance to call in and vote, to give the criminals a reprieve. As of 2042, after 7,500 episodes, no prisoner had ever been spared.

Lauren paused as the doors slid aside, trying to repress all her negative emotions before going into the therapists office. She understood the law, but at these times when her brain was being scanned for any deviant thoughts she always thought they’d gone too far as images of her thoughts appeared on the monitor in front of the therapist. Lauren knew her life was over when the shackles locked her arms down and an image from a passing day dream she’d had three weeks ago of strangling her boss appeared on the monitor.