After the relationship ended, I cried my eyes out.
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The doctors are still trying to put them back in.

After the relationship ended, I cried my eyes out.
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The doctors are still trying to put them back in.

“His bark is worse than his bite,” joked Dad, as he wheezed for breath.
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The tree tightened its grip around our waists.

“Try to catch me,” said the smug voice.
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My wife and I stared at the baby monitor in horror, knowing it was already too late.

“I’m all ears,” I said with a grin.
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The radiation really messed me up.

She refused to let him practice his surgical skills on her.
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But she later had a change of heart.

During the days they walked, the man and his dog, searching for food, clean water, and shelter for the evening. They also searched for other survivors in the rubble, but were yet to find anything alive.
At night, they hid, and took refuge from the things that stalked the twilight for prey. They slept sporadically, huddled together for warmth.
They shared each other’s food and each other’s company, refusing to surrender that last ounce of hope. They held on to their reminiscences, remembering the good times.
But they could not erase the awful memory of that blooming mushroom cloud.

Written in response to CarrotRanch’s September 5, 2019, prompt: true grit.
“Are they going to kill us and eat us?” I asked, as the tribe carried our tied-up bodies.
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“Not in that order,” said my translator, as all the colour drained from his face.

She caught his eye whilst wearing a pretty red dress.
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She never knew a body could explode like that.

Hey guys! It’s that time of the month again — the new prompt for the #BlogBattle is out! The word for this month is ‘shield’. As I found previously, my short story came together very quickly — within the space of an hour — as I bashed ferociously at my keyboard! (Poor thing.)
You can read my short horror story here, it’s called The Night Has Teeth.
“She could hear their frenzied footfalls, just metres behind. She could hear their growls and their shrieks, raging and ravenous. She could hear their gnashing teeth, sharp and merciless.” Continue Reading
I felt really exhilarated whilst writing this little piece — I hope you like it! As always, please have a read of the other stories too; they’re great!
P.S. Bite-Sized Horror is back tomorrow!
“Just try to think outside of the box,” I said with a grin.
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Then I gently placed his brain on the table.
