Big Stories in Two Little Sentences
Competition
As I stepped into my empty apartment, I notice an eye peeking at me from the whole on my bedroom wall.
As I got into my bedroom, it was empty with the window open. Immediately, I heard the door outside and, peeking out of the wall hole, I saw myself…stepping into the apartment and noticing me…
You lay there, eyes closed, arms wrapped around your stomach and a pool of tears soaking through your pillow. There next to you he lay, on his side, his top off and innards spilled out, he was your salvation found in your parents medicine cupboard.
I was on the Internet one time and as I was on a certain website a creepy hand loomed out of the screen and sucked me into the computer. I was never heard from again.
I felt the warm long tongue on my neck, someone laughed. No one was there, the TV showed someone saying ‘’Lovely isn’t it?’’
She, a girl with below average looks and brains, always wanted to be famous but was rejected everywhere. Chronically depressed, she jumped off a building and the blood oozing out of her body contoured a Hindu deity on the floor; her prayers were answered.
I’ll never forget how beautiful you looked when I proposed. Sometimes I still dream about the softness of your lips as they formed the word, “No.”
I took my Knife out of the drawer to clean it. I found it broken and full of blood.
I went to the mirror to look at myself. I didn’t see my reflection.
Me and my brother, we were always together, where he would go i would follow, he did the same for me ofcourse, we shared everything, people looked at us strangely and wouldn’t really understand but we didn’t care for all the fun we had. We had the time of our lives until the doctors decided to seperate our conjoined bodies.
I had a best friend called Silver, and once I came home earlier only to find Silver in bed with my husband, who could only muster the words “How ironic” and a smile, before i furiously left, not allowing them to see me in tears. Now, while I am whipping the blood of my husbands bashed head and all is settling, i realize the irony – he used to call me his Gold.
I was at home reading a book and suddenly delighted by my favorite sound, children laughing. Then I realized, I was home alone and I don’t have any children.
A little boy was going to go to sleep, when he saw a man standing at his bedroom door. He said “GO… TO… SLEEP!” and then the man crawled under his bed. The boy did not know which side of the bed this man was on. Boy boy fell asleep… When he woke up he saw the man hovering right over him. That was the last thing he saw.
He scratched the top of his ring finger. His wife wouldn’t like that he had taken it off.
I looked up at the sky and said,”It’s going to rain.” She said,”But there are no clouds in sight”. I smiled. She doesn’t know my secret,yet.
She tried to scream, but there was no sound. I stood there grinning, with my around her neck.
She tried to scream, but there was no noise. I stood there grinning with her hands around her neck
The man in the suit loaded his 9 mm and looked straight ahead.Then the director yelled “CUT!”
I used to think I have Insomnia. Turns out I was never awake in the first place.
I hate most people – I hate their smell, I hate their voices, I hate their sad and depressing stories, I hate how they try to control me, how they try to make me do things, how they try to persuade me to kill myself, but honestly, the one who I hate most is my mother, she should care about me, not laugh at those idiocies, while who-knows-what kind of supstance goes down her digestive system, again. My mother is a pregnant woman, and once I’m born, I will kill them all.
I don’t know what was worse. Eating the dead cockroach, or realizing I like the taste.