Leg It! | Microfiction

Teensy-weensy stories I wrote on social media this week.

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Protest | Microfiction

“Come down. Please.”

“No.”

“But it’s been days.”

“I’m protesting.”

“You can’t stay in the tree forever.”

“I can if I want.”

“I said sorry.”

“Your apology is futile.”

“How can I make it up to you?”

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In Bits | Microfiction

Sweat beaded on his forehead as he picked his way through the crisscross of lasers. The diamond was almost within his grasp.

His nose tickled. No. No, no, no. How could this happen to him at the very last moment?

He scrunched up his face, pushed his tongue up onto the roof of his mouth, closed his eyes and held his breath.

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I Saw It on National Geographic | Microfiction

Silly stories from my social media pages this week…

 

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A Passionate and Putrid Kiss | Microfiction

This week’s silly stories from social media.

Tiny Explosion. Big Leak | Microfiction

This week’s silly, stupid stories from Instagram and Twitter.

 

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Genre-Busted Fiction | Microfiction

The corpse, stretched out on its back on the kitchen floor, twitched.

“Seeing things,” said the detective, rubbing at weary eyes. She turned away to examine the pattern of blood spatters on the tiled walls.

When she turned back the corpse was sitting upright.

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Remorse | Microfiction

The bandage had been wrapped around Catherine’s hand for three weeks.

“Come on, love,” said Mum. “Take it off, eh? You don’t need it anymore.”

“Yes I do.”

“It must be all healed up by now.”

“Maybe. But there’ll be a scar.”

“Is that what you’re worried about? Because everybody has scars, love. Nobody will bat an eye.”

She will.”

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SPLAT. | Microfiction

This week’s silly social stories.

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