I tried to sell my soul to the Devil once.
He told my my asking price was too high.
Big Stories in Two Little Sentences
I tried to sell my soul to the Devil once.
He told my my asking price was too high.
In order to stop my four-year-old son from swearing, I told him that with every curse a fluffy kitten dies. Our back garden is now littered with tiny graves, but the boy has got to learn about consequences.
With the last two bites, the tendons severed. He was free.
So one day, I accidentally cut my finger and blood started oozing out, and dripping on the floor. Like always, my polite housekeeper asked, “Sir, can I finish your leftovers”?
The tiny creatures came through the rift from another universe. They look funny, with only four limbs and single head, but they taste great.
As I watched the eyeless apparition stare off into space, I couldn’t help but ask, “What are you staring at?”.
It smiled and extended its mangled arms, reaching for something as it whispered, “The Reader.”
I don’t know how long I’ve been down here, but the battery in my phone died some time ago. My only chance of escape is finding where the whispers are coming from.
You know that sensation like a cold, icy finger on the back of your neck, that lets you know someone’s watching you?
You should.
“Good luck on your first day of school honey!” my mom yelled from the kitchen. Today would have been five years since cancer took her away from me.
I put on my new clothes to show my husband.
I can tell by his hollow and corpse eyes that he really likes it.
My husband stopped by my room to say hello tonight, as he always did after work. He passed away two years ago.
I was alone when I took it. That wasn’t the case when I posted the selfie on Instagram.
Mother: Do you think she will live forever?
Father: Yes, as long as she stays inside the bottle.
Having driven the wooden stake cleanly through the sleeping vampire’s heart, Luke thought it was all over. He would soon learn, though, that some vampires have two hearts.
Having driven the wooden stake cleanly through the sleeping vampire’s heart, Luke thought it was all over. He would soon learn, though, that some vampires have two hearts.
He failed his exams and felt the pain in his heart as his mind revealed the bright light of his catastrophic nature. He followed his nature and became the fire starter.
She asked them nicely not to throw loud children’s parties, to keep their garden clean and their cats out of her flowerbeds, but they didn’t listen. After things had quieted down, she kindly volunteered to clean up the garden and help search for the missing cats, even though she knows exactly where they are (the children too)… but she isn’t telling.
While watching autopsy videos, I can’t help but reminisce about the good old days— dissecting cadavers in medical school. It’s kinda funny that what I remember most— is that it’s truly hard to focus on the task when you’re having a massive hard-on.
Pieces of her ended up in the fridge. Inside the freezer, her lifeless eyes stare coldly at her heart— blaming it for her shortcomings.
Drunk, the boys took out a revolver— imitating the infamous Russian Roulette scene from “The Deer Hunter”. It ended sooner than they thought.