Day 141 – Sleep – 50 Word Story

“Sorry little brother, but business, is business,” he says as he pulls the trigger, the blast echoes around Timmy’s head for what seems like an eternity, and he falls to his knees, blood quickly forming a thick, sticky puddle beneath him, as that smiling mother fucker looks down at him.

You can read the 50 Word Story Expanded version HERE, or, if you’re feeling game, try to extend it yourself…..