The urban legend goes that Earnest Hemingway was lunching with friends at a restaurant. He bet the table ten dollars each that he could craft an entire story in just six words. After the pot was assembled, Hemingway wrote six words on a napkin, passed it around the table, and collected his winnings. The story:
For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
Since I lack the ability to develop characters, sustain a plot, and be interesting for extended periods of time, I myself have written some super short stories. I link to them for your enjoyment: