Burrst is a site for sharing short pieces of fiction - 'bursts' of 1,250 words or less (both written & spoken).

Gordon didn't know what type of feeling had caused him to awake from his slumber, but he knew it wasn't a good one. A mixture of deafeningly dark thoughts had caused sleep to leave his body and he now lay there with his eyes open. He stared up into the blackness that was suspended an inch above his nose. Questions...

Dear Earth,

This is Bill. You remember me? Probably not. But you will. I'm Bill from next door. Bill from down the street, Bill from above the shop. That Bill. But hey, why should you care, right? Who's Bill? Nobody. Bill Nobody you might as well call me.

Well I'm tired of being Bill NOBODY. From now on, what little...