“And, well, next thing I know, she’s missing a chunk of flesh from her throat, and convulsing on the ground in front of me, choking on her own blood.”
“So what, you just stood back and watched while this happened?”
“I had no choice, I was holding the fucking thing.”
Keep an eye out for the 50 Word Story Extended version, or, if you’re feeling game, try to extend it yourself…..
The Twisted Roads To My Madness 
Gruesome but morbidly amusing… Impressive!
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Nice! I love how this story goes right for the throat (yes I’m aware of what I did there) so to speak. I love the imagery in your stories, both the 50 word ones and the extended pieces.
I still think it is like watching a brief movie trailer lol. I love that!
Cheers! 🙂
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Thanks so much, I try to bring you something different, yet the same, with each 50 Word Story and their Expanded version, sometimes, the separation is vast, and other times, well, it’s a bloody mess 👍
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A fun bloody mess. 😉
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Haha, indeed, my favourite kind 😜
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