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crazylegs (m)
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A "drabble" is a very, very short piece of fiction. It should be about 100 words long. I just read a couple online and decided to write one. Took longer than expected. Why don't you put yours up here? It could be fun I promise I won't sell any!  |
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crazylegs (m)
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Heres mine
The price of freedom
The scream took me by surprise. It wasn’t especially loud or piercing but had a peculiar expressiveness that plays in my mind to this day. Sheer agony.
His eyes were worse. “Please in the name of all you hold sacred: Don’t do it.” But I steeled my heart. No more oppression. I was going to be free. My grip tightened on the knife.
“Free at last!” Some frantic slashes and my shirt and mouth were stained deep red.
“I’m sorry Francesco.” But nobody was going to tell me how to eat. If I wanted to cut my spaghetti I would.
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stillwater (f)
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She hummed boisteriously to herself as she climbed the stairs leading to the entrance of the hotel. The soft clicking of her stiletto heels echoed her hummings, making a surprisingly pleasant tune that was soothing to the ears. "mmmhhh Sundays' always nice," she murmured. As she approached the desk, her eyes swayed to the left and caught two little boys that walked towards her in strides that conflicted with their stature. She waved her hands to them saying "Hello kids," The boys looked up to her with a steady frown creasing their brow. Alas they were grown men but midgets.    |
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Raymond88
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Indecent proposal
He saw her sitting alone in the pub, chewing gum like a road side hooker in the cold night. There was something about her, something about her that compelled him to walk over there and stare at her face.
"What do you want?".
He smiles, " There is something you have that i really need right now" he says and sits.
She looks amazed, he continues " i want to put it in my mouth and roll my tongue all over it, i want to suck and suck until it becomes dry. . .oh god, i want put my fingers into it and stretch it about. . ." he says all this with ecstasy in his eyes, she looks at him. . . surprised.
"Are you sure I have this. . .this thing you want?"
He smiles again, pointing downwards in the direction of her legs. "Yes, i believe it's down there. . .er. . .in your hand bag".
"What is it?"
He hesitates and says "Can i have a piece of chewing gum? i haven't had one for ages. . ."
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SMC (f)
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Indecent proposal
He saw her sitting alone in the pub, chewing gum like a road side hooker in the cold night. There was something about her, something about her that compelled him to walk over there and stare at her face.
"What do you want?".
He smiles, " There is something you have that i really need right now" he says and sits.
She looks amazed, he continues " i want to put it in my mouth and roll my tongue all over it, i want to suck and suck until it becomes dry. . .oh god, i want put my fingers into it and stretch it about. . ." he says all this with ecstasy in his eyes, she looks at him. . . surprised.
"Are you sure I have this. . .this thing you want?"
He smiles again, pointing downwards in the direction of her legs. "Yes, i believe it's down there. . .er. . .in your hand bag".
"What is it?"
He hesitates and says "Can i have a piece of chewing gum? i haven't had one for ages. . ."
You obviously did not see where it was clearly stated by the original poster that the story must be exactly 100 words. |
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Raymond88
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Oops, sorry i stopped counting at number 23, too lazy i guess. |
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colors (f)
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Atinuke his palms were moist, beads of sweat dripping down his face., yet he was freezing inside. He checked his reflection as a car drove by, his neatly starched and ironed white linen shirt had become wrinkled with damp patches of sweat forming half moons under his arms. He wished for the umpteenth time he had worn a t-shirt instead. but still he waited. He saw her approaching, quickly he ran to a corner and hid. He couldnt face her, not now, not like this. she walked right by him. He would never face her. He wept. |
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lindalee (f)
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Leave here immediately! he said sternly,walking towards me boisterously his eyes filled with rage."Go to the next room" he ordered. His voice echoed with great trepidity. My heart raced thoughts of rape and death clouded my sense of reasoning as i opened the door to the next room to face my tragedy, chorus of "happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!" filled the air. It was my birthday, i had forgotten!. i was really embarrased but then i saw the funny side of it.
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nanaboi (m)
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Our Water Broke; We Pay for it.
The calm. The preceeding noise could evoke nothing less. The three louvre blades he broke were here and there. He was by them - motionless - just the way my lead left him; blood flooded; perhaps, rigor mortising, i would never be brave enough to dare confirm.
His innocent days, long over before he clocked fourteen, was gnawing at my sanity. Now I know why he was trouble - he does not look good silent.
His mother will be back any minute. By God, patricide would have been far better! - me lying there, him running away for good; Jesus, my wife. Chei!
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Cayon (f)
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I applaud all of you for sharing your talents. I am really enjoying  Peace |
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