"I WON'T!" She yells as she leaps up and runs out of the room. He turns around to the crowd, and swallows. "SHE'S FUCKING LYING!" He yells as the crowd slowly filters out of the room leaving him alone, he grips his forehead and hisses towards the ground in frustration.
44 Days Until The End – Constricted – 50 Word Story
Mum slipped into a coma just before she passed away and a lot of it sounds fam.... Oh shit I remember Mum passing away. But, but she couldn't've, I mean what the fuck, if she's dead then what am I? Am I dead, or is this all some bad dream?
45 Days Until The End – March Hares – 50 Word Story
Obviously I didn't listen to him, why should I? Because he's a doctor? Fuck that. Three years ago the same jerk told me if I didn't quit smoking three packs a day I'd be dead within six months, and guess what I still fucking smoke, so why should I care?
46 Days Until The End – Fountain – Short Story
It takes a step forward, and smiles, gripping the stone wall with a clawed hand. "I have braved endless eons, I have waded through rivers of blood, I have waited for the day you were reborn anew, so my emptiness could be filled with your overabundance, your sinful soul, that which I was not blessed …
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47 Days Until The End – Me And Mine – Short Story
"They say, when you know what you've got, you should hold on as tight as you can, and never let it go. Sage advice for the trouble soul, or just an excuse cooked up by sick perverts who need an outlet for their desperation, their depravities, their, hopelessness," he says as he nervously picks up a glass …
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48 Days Until The End – Starch – Short Story
It stings, like a fucking bitch, I want to rip my eyes from my head, but, that'd just be letting her win, she'd already taken so much. "Does it sting?" She asks, like why the fuck would she ask? I'm on the ground, clawing at my face screaming in pain, of course it fucking hurts, …
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49 Days Until The End – Perhaps – Short Story
Perhaps, a word used to possibly answer a question, without actually providing one, I know, in my time, I've used it to avoid honestly answering questions I feel incapable of answering at the time, be it for personal or more complex reasons. Why am I telling YOU all this? Well, doesn't it make sense? Doesn't …
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49 Days Until The End – Face – Wrapped In Words
One word, you said, in jest, but it bleed truth, contempt, I broke, I died, inside, you, you'll never know, because you didn't see, the truth, I saw, in that one word.
49 Days Until The End – Sacrifice – Wrapped In Words
One by one, I let you go, onto somewhere new, away from this place, away for who you thought you were, who you knew to be you, and reintroduce you, to the person you really are, you'll see your lies, you'll see your false promises, and, when you have welcomed your salvation, I will make …
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50 Days Until The End – Unraveling – 50 Word Story
He feels the blade press against his throat and his smile broadens. "Good to see you haven't lost your touch." "Again, what do you want?" "I told you. I came to see you before the end." She takes a step back lowering the knife. "What do you mean, the end?"