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“It’s the dog’s bollocks!” she said.
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As I swallowed my last mouthful of the meatballs.
Bite-Sized Horror #43: Hairy
Tag: Short
Bite-Sized Horror #42: Sorrow
After the relationship ended, I cried my eyes out.
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The doctors are still trying to put them back in.
Bite-Sized Horror #41: Branch
“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.
Bite-Sized Horror #40: Monitor
“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.
Bite-Sized Horror #39: Listening
“I’m all ears,” I said with a grin.
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The radiation really messed me up.
Bite-Sized Horror #38: Doctor
She refused to let him practice his surgical skills on her.
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But she later had a change of heart.
Bite-Sized Horror #37: Feed
“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.
Bite-Sized Horror #36: Attraction
She caught his eye whilst wearing a pretty red dress.
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She never knew a body could explode like that.
Read my short story for the September 2019 #BlogBattle: ‘The Night Has Teeth’
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!
Bite-Sized Horror #35: Thoughts
“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.
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