Tomorrow Won’t Come – 50 Word Story

“Tomorrow, please, give me that?” He says, staring wide-eyed at his shaking, dirt covered hands.

“Why should I give you what you would not?”

“Because I deserve it!” He yells.

“No, you demand, and in that, lies your undoing,” he says, driving a blade into the back of his skull.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. rh15216 says:

    Wow, that went dark quick! Nicely done!

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    1. Thanks, I had a broader idea, but this captured the core nicely.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. yazgar says:

    Yup, don’t count your tomorrows till they’re hatched.😏

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    1. In the darkness yours is what you give.

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