Turning the corner one last time, I lean into my stride.
With legs pumping, chest heaving, and arms raised, I finally complete the marathon.
Category: Competition
Competition
Zombie Hunter
I have one aspiration in life.
I will be a Zombie Hunter.
Writer’s Block
My heart pounds in my chest as thoughts of bankrupting my family and being homeless fill my head with terror and my chest with pressure, all because I quit my job to follow my dream of writing full time.
I never realized a blank white page could shout fear enough to make my hands shake and hope enough to make me dream.
What?
What do you want, I asked my thirteen-year-old impatiently.
Nothing, she snapped.
Best Friend
When he dropped out of school I did too, I got married right after him, had kids and killed my wife for the insurance just like he did.
I followed his plunge off the Westgate Bridge too, finally answering “yes” to Mums timeless question.
The Visitor
You come home to see your wife. You don’t know which is more creepy,seeing your dead wife or knowing that someone broke in to kill her.
The Visitor
You come home to see your wife. You don’t know which is more creepy,seeing your dead wife or knowing that someone broke in to kill her.
Dumping the Pain
I sat, agonizing, wishing I’d made a different choice, and hoping the pain would end soon. After one last, sharp twinge expelled the demon mass from my body, I sighed, flushed, and went to rejoin the party, grabbing a cheese ball on the way.
Exterminator
I called another exterminator to deal with the rats in my basement. This one hasn’t come out either.
Rescue
When my crew and I were rescued from the deserted island, they found me covered in blood and surrounded by the bones of the rest of my crew. Now that I’m off the island, I’ll need a new excuse to keep eating people.
Newborn
My girlfriend and I just got an ultrasound of our first baby. I don’t know what’s creepier, the fact that our baby has cloven hooves, horns, and a tail or the fact that my girlfriend is a virgin.
Noises
Every night I hear strange noises coming from the basement, but my wife says it’s just rats. I know she’s wrong, rats don’t whisper “we’re gonna kill you”.
Brained
Struggling for a muse did I stumble forth into the gibbering maw of the world. I fell into the Grave clutching the baby-blue journal that freed my soul and the brick that both chained It and mashed my head in.
I sat at my computer, wondering if I could create a story with only two sentences. A moment later I realized that I already had.
Help
“You’re about to sleep and put your blanket on, one of your leg is freezing because it’s not covered by the blanket; you’re afraid of monster touches your leg. Then you cover it, and you pull the blanket to your head until it’s covered, under the blanket you sigh, yet it’s already there.”
Help
“You’re about to sleep and put your blanket on, one of your leg is freezing because it’s not covered by the blanket; you’re afraid of monster touches your leg. Then you cover it, and you pull the blanket to your head until it’s covered, under the blanket you sigh, yet it’s already there.”
Help
“You’re about to sleep and put your blanket on, one of your leg is freezing because it’s not covered by the blanket; you’re afraid of monster touches your leg. Then you cover it, and you pull the blanket to your head until it’s covered, under the blanket you sigh, yet it’s already there.”
Help
“You’re about to sleep and put your blanket on, one of your leg is freezing because it’s not covered by the blanket; you’re afraid of monster touches your leg. Then you cover it, and you pull the blanket to your head until it’s covered, under the blanket you sigh, yet it’s already there.”
For Heroes Proved
From beneath the misty shadows of the capitol dome, he rose from his sidewalk bed and brushed his cold fingers across the color-worn medal of valor rusting upon his collar. Soon the masses came, marching past in an encore parade of the every day and he raised his outstretched palm in solitary salute.
The Last Believer
I have wronged every person that I have ever known and she is the only one of them that stood by me. I’m looking into the eyes of my last believer.