YouChallenge
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“I’m telling you Kyle, no bullshit, I saw them going at it with my own eyes, Kendra and Mr Wells, not more than five minutes ago!” He yells at his younger brother, who rolls over and pretends to be asleep. “Kyle, for god sake, you’ve got to come and have a look, you’ll regret it…
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Lost in a haze of darkness, this blog, these stories are my only escape, reclaiming what was mine. The second YouChallenge was to tell a story about a panicked delivery driver who raced down the street. The original story it was taken from was called Thirty Minutes Or It’s Free, which appeared in issue 432…
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When the blog began, Matthew served you up with the idea that each week he would take some sort of challenge from you, and write a story from it. The challenges were fake. How do I know this? An easy answer, because I wrote the stories he claimed to have created from the challenge ideas.…
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She grips the lead pipe and turns in a circle, her eyes dart frantically around, trying to peer through the darkness that surrounds her, to no avail. “P-P-Please,” she stammers, her lips trembling, tears running down her checks, freshly formed mucus runs from her nose, and into her mouth, forming a stringy, web like substance…
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They both sit there, staring at the glass, silently staring, one of them furrows his brow, grips his chin with a hand, and begins to make a clicking sound with his tongue, then starts to whistle, before finally, stretching and letting out a very loud yawn. “SO,” he says loudly. “What tha fuck are we doing?” The…
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11 Months has come, and gone, as you are reading this, 11 months of insanity, we are almost at our destination my dears, and what does that mean you all ask? It’s a question I myself ask as well, after doing this for so long, it seems like second nature, to prepare something each day,…
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How long has it been since I shared words, too long I say, my mind has been elsewhere, preparing things, and, of course, keeping the blog turning over. What changes have come, Whispered Words as shifted and morphed into Wrapped In Words, the same, yet not. Tales of different kinds will find its way here,…
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“Are we really going to do this?” He says nervously, looking towards her, she smiles, and he feels his heart beat, rapidly increase. “Are you scared?” “He said not to, out of everything, all of it, he only ever said, not to touch that, so, yeah, maybe I am.” “Pathetic, how did I get paired…
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“Are you sure you’re doing it right?” She says as she forces herself up, onto her tippy toes and peers over his shoulder, towards the open key pad, he glances at her and rolls his eyes. “How the hell should I know, I’ve never done anything like this before, I’m a geneticist, not an electrician.”…
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“Are you really sure that’s how you want to start it?” “What do you mean?” “Well, it’s so, been done before more times than I can think of that’s all,” She says, smiling at him, he looks down at the piece of paper in front of him, and scans over the words and then back…
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“It really is beautiful,” she says as she lays next to him on the grass, tightly holding his hand. “I know, it’s a shame it will eventually kill us,” he says as they look up into the violent, red sky. “Still at least we’ve got two years to enjoy it.” He laughs and grips her…
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“It’s not about the money,” he says as he looks into the man’s eyes. “Bullshit, it’s always about money, everything is!” The big brute says as he pulls the hammer back and drives it down onto his hand, shattering two of his fingers. He clenches his teeth, refusing to give his tormentor satisfaction. He drives…
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“So when are you going to make your move?” He says as he slaps Peter on the back. “Gross, why the hell would I do that?” “Because she’s French man, and you know what they say about chicks from France?” “What? They speak French?” “No man, that they’re hot and go all the way on…
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He looks over at her and smiles as he turns off the engine and releases his seat belt, looking over into the back at the two children who lie asleep. “Poor dears, they were so excited to come here,” she’s says as she places a hand on his arm, he turns to her and smiles…
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“So Sammy comes into the room and says, ‘hello nurse’ and then proceeds to try and dry hump all of the actresses who were there to audition for the roles of the triplets, before we even had the chance to get in and find the right girls, the right way. So just picture it, there…
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Yazgar was all inspired by tonight’s YouChallenge, think he hit a home run 👍 Daily Doodle 73 Inspired by today’s short story from Twisted Roads Of Madness great read👍🏻 #dailydoodle Source: Daily Doodle 73
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He stands there, staring at the glass window, trying to decide what inside takes his fancy. It’s been a long time, he begins to think to himself, since he’s indulged himself on such a fine treat, scratch that, just a treat, fine or cheap, either way, it’s been a long while. A voice bursts through…
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“I do not believe you Sharon, you’re making it all up!” she says as she pulls the pillow up towards her face, then slowly looks over the top of the pillow, at Sharon. “Is that what really happen?” “It’s true, I heard Mum and Dad talking to Uncle Steven last night, apparently that’s how he…
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“So what, you think he’s an alien just because he’s too good?” She says with a laugh as she takes a long drag on the joint. “Either that or he’s like some undercover rock star looking to grow his popularity by posing as a busker for some documentary that he’s putting together,” she says as…
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“I don’t care, it’s mine, so you can just go fly a kite or something!” He yells as he runs from the room, his hands tightly holding the purse to his chest, he reaches the balcony and lets out a sigh of exhaustion and the tears begin to pour down his face, he feels a…