"Okay," said man 1 to man 2, "I've got it. Here it is: Two dogs, one black, one white, notice a slab of meat on the floor. They both lunge at it and grab either end at the same time."
"What type of meat?"
"Human."
"I don't like it - too cliché."
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"Okay," said man 1 to man 2, "I've got it. Here it is: Two dogs, one black, one white, notice a slab of meat on the floor. They both lunge at it and grab either end at the same time."
"What type of meat?"
"Human."
"I don't like it - too cliché."
“It’s easy”, Jeremy said.
“I still don’t see it” answered his brother, squirming with his back to the sand.
“That star makes the tip of her eyebrows” Jeremy insisted, “she’s right there!”
“See her everywhere, don’t you?” asked his brother, flicking sand in his direction.
Jeremy’s eyes answered for him.
Fireflies glowed in the grass and heat lightning flashed through the night sky. The air was fresh, yet still. Raggedy Ann doll still clutched to her side, the little one gazed out of her window longingly and then turned, sighed and padded back to bed.
Winter came early. Trees limbs snapped under a foot of fresh snow. Birds huddled for warmth. I crumbled breakfast toast onto the snow. A sparrow's body heat melted a shaft among the crumbs. Unable to escape, it froze to death. I mourned and cursed my foolishness.
The oscillating fan rushed a bit of cool air her way every now-and-then and back-and-forth memories flashed while she pushed them back to where they belonged - behind the blades, so that each next whoosh cut them up clean and blew them away. How refreshing!
Cut out as much as I could, but couldn't quite make it shorter, and didn't want to spend much time changing around the vocabulary, it's down to 57 words though.
I watched my grandmother die in my mother’s arms. We retreated to the sitting room, after just moments my mother left for the basement. I sat there alone too young to understand, I watched the doorknob from the bedroom, as it slowly turned, I ran screaming to ‘mommy’ and there we hid, until the men came home.
.deid ehs woh s'taht dna ;on tub ,gnimoc mih ees dluow ehs ,lasraeher erofeb yad yreve sruoh sseltnuoc rof rorrim eht otni gnirats retfa ,kniht d'uoY .reh dniheb morf gnimoc mih ees t'ndid ehs hguone ylddO .saw ehs niav woh ;flesreh erimda ot rorrim eht otni derats ehS
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.deid ehs woh s'taht dna ;on tub ,gnimoc mih ees dluow ehs ,lasraeher erofeb yad yreve sruoh sseltnuoc rof rorrim ot otni gnirats retfa ,kniht d'uoY .reh dniheb morf gnimoc mih ees t'ndid ehs hguone ylddO .saw ehs niav woh ;flesreh erimda ot rorrim eht otni derats ehS
He stared into the screen to understand the words; how stupid he was. Oddly enough he didn't see the plot twist coming up. You would think that after reading forums before bedtime for years and years that he would see it coming, but no - and thats how he came to write out this story.
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That's a funny one, Shouty!! :lol: lol.
okies. Lemme try:
The gruesome family of Mocking Street were left with no place to go.. They haven't payed their rent for 6 whole months and they were getting depressed... As they trodded down the street with thier 3 malnourished children, they thought "what are we to do with our lives?" And quite suddenly, they saw a sack of gold on the side of the street...
Quite silly eh?
Despite the obvious effort, she mouthed it slowly while tears cascaded down her cheeks. A sigh escaped her waxy lips, one which he could not hear. “I…love…you…son,” she articulated, taking her last breath. He smiled.
I desired one thing, more than I, or you for that matter (being that you do not know what I so wanted) could ever understand. And it never came. So gradually, without any sort of revelation or massive unveiling of truth, I grew a strange sort of apathy.
today i drew my last breath. i held her soft hand, the one i've been holding for 48 years. i love that hand; i love the woman it's connected to. i drew my last breath and i will hold it in until she meets me here.
do hurry, my love.
Once upon a time there was a boy. Not just any boy, but a boy who despised cruelty. This boy decided that War wasn't very nice. So he killed every politician in the world, and melted every weapon ever made. And everyone lived happily ever after for all eternity. (50 words exactly! Heh)
The end ^_^
Once there was a girl who likes sitting before the computer and chatting with people from all over the world. One day, a man with whom she chatted for a long time told her that he loves her. She believed and they solved the distance problem and became happily together.
"Mothers who buy gloves for children who don't wear them or lose them would be better off teaching their children to pocket their hands while their moms pocket the money for better things."
"Like what?"
"Like trips to Mars."
"You can't go there!"
"You'll need handy money when you can."