Six Word Stories Redux

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Round two…Fight!

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“Give me liberty, or give…aaaargh!”

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“Hold on!”
“I can’t! I love—”

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“Mr. Goldstein? Come with us, please.”

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His bulletproof vest couldn’t stop love.

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“This must be a nightmare.” Nope.

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“I had to. Don’t hate me.”

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Dreams of dying hadn’t prepared him.

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She smelled the wine. “Nice try.”

Microfiction-Cold Comfort

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The president faced the cameras. “My fellow Americans. We’ve all heard the rumors. Let me assure you, they are completely false. We are in no danger whatsoever. NASA has assured me that the asteroid will miss the earth by a wide margin. Everything is fine. I repeat, there’s nothing to worry about.”

The cameras shut off. The president loosened his necktie and poured himself a glass of scotch. He raised his drink to the room. “Not long now. It’s been a pleasure knowing you all. God help us.”

He emptied the glass in one swig, grimaced, and poured another.

Six Word Fiction Day

Inspired by a few other bloggers, also too lazy to write a full blog post today, I’m gonna try out this whole six word fiction thing. Here goes nothin’…

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Then the world exploded. The end.

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“Shouldn’t have left the baby there…”

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“My love is the sea. And heroin.”

Author’s note: Oops, this is seven words. Let me try that again.

“My lover is the sea. Lion.”

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“Cut the red wire, right?” Boom.

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The applause turned to horrified screams.

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He spread his wings and died.

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“Oh my God he ate it.”

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“You’re bluffing.”

“Afraid not.”

“Well, shit.”

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“I wasn’t completely honest with you…”

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“But flipping off cops is legal!”

Microfiction-The Sandcastle

Timmy dragged his father’s big sledgehammer across the back yard to the sandbox.

In his dad’s scrap-pile, he found a two-foot length of rebar. He posted it in the sand.

The boy strained to lift the sledge. Tink tink tink, the rebar sank until six inches protruded.

He upended a bucket of sand over the steel then lifted the bucket away, leaving a smooth, tall tower. He added walls, moats, battlements.

Johnny rounded the corner and spied the sandcastle. His eyes lit up evilly. “Nice sandcastle, nerd,” he said, as he wound back for a mighty kick.