Flash Fiction: Living Is Not Simply Not Dying

This week’s Flash Fiction Challenge is short and (hopefully) sweet — write a story evoking some sort of emotion, with a beginning, middle, and end, in only one hundred words and not one word more. Okay, one hundred words on the dot (not counting the title). As always, comments and constructive criticisms are appreciated.


He decided to run again after his kids visited and he couldn’t walk around the block. It was tough to realize how much he had fallen apart, but he decided he didn’t want to die like that.

Training was one of the toughest things he had ever done. Many mornings he was close to giving up. He didn’t. As time went on it got easier to get started and harder to keep up.

Years later, when he crossed the finish line in Boston, his kids ran at his side. Not only had he not died, but he had re-discovered life.

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