She smiled as her children noisily ate their meal.
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The zombie apocalypse doesn’t change your family.

She smiled as her children noisily ate their meal.
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The zombie apocalypse doesn’t change your family.

“Is it a boy or a girl?” I asked, trying to get a look at the sonogram.
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My husband frowned at the screen and asked the nurse, “What is that?”

Through the camera I could see the man who had followed me home.
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“Excuse me,” said my downstairs neighbour as she left the building.

After over twenty years of jumping out of aeroplanes, I’m doing my last skydive ever today.
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My parachute won’t open.

Struggling in the cold, black water, I swam for the surface.
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My fingers brushed the bottom of the lake.

As a teenager, I’ve always dreamt of having a girl knocking on my bedroom window.
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I wish the thing with the sewn-up eyes and the long teeth would go away, though.

The builder my wife had hired was fantastic.
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So, I knew I’d never escape.

I felt her warm breath against the back of my neck.
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The grizzly had found me.

He had done it; he’d gone back in time and changed history for the better.
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Then he felt himself beginning to fade.

Hey there! How’s it going? I participated in the Reedsy contest again — I’m trying to not miss a single one! This week’s contest had a slightly sad theme — remembering the beloved Toni Morrison.
I chose prompt #2 — “write a story about someone trying to escape their situation.” I decided to take the story in a slightly comical and absurd direction, in the hopes of making some people grin in spite of the sad news that seems to constantly barrage us. The title of my short story is Printed Words, and you can read it here.
“The worst moment came when I needed to use the bathroom.” Continue Reading
I hope you like it! I had fun writing it! (I always have fun with my finished pieces — those which aren’t fun don’t get completed!)
P.S. As is the standard, there’ll be no Bite-Sized Horror today — back tomorrow!