I found this sub-200 word piece of flash fiction that I wrote back in 2014. Enjoy!
by Gary J Byrnes
The voices, again the voices. Always the voices.
“Quiet! One at a time.”
“You need to take him, yes him,” said the most powerful voice, as Abraham’s eyes were drawn to his son, the lazy one, sat on his arse, watching TV, “Take him out into the back yard and put his neck on the tree stump and take your hatchet and just cut his stupid head off.”
“That’s a mad idea,” said Abraham.
“What’s that, dad?” called his son. The buzzing of the gogglebox, the calling of the crows on their way home.
Abraham looked to the stump, squinting against the setting sun.
“Are you God?” he asked, quietly.
Okay so. I’ll do it.
“Liam! Come on, come out here with me!”
“Aw dad, Power Rangers is startin’.”
So he grabbed his son by the hair and dragged him into the golden evening and took the axe and felt like a hero and was about to swing it, down onto the crying boy’s neck until the voice came back and said No.
In the olden days, they would’ve founded religions after him. But poor Abraham just ended up in the hospital. Where he stayed.
Worrying to realise that Abraham is the common patriarch of Judaism, Christianity and Islam. Mad, Ted!
Read this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abraham