Big Stories in Two Little Sentences
Her hands trembling and her heart filled with utter joy and happiness, like a giggling schoolgirl, she gazed lovingly at the man who this day would become her husband until death do them part.
Their wheelchairs were placed side by side in the room filled with family, friends and nursing home attendants, all smiling and tearful, while a seemingly group thought gripped them all: The body may grow old but the heart is forever young.
A single tear slid down his cheek, uncomfortable emotions clogged his throat, and anger pulsed at the injustice of it all when the tiny, perfect hand clasped his finger. With a frustrated sigh, he hugged the baby close, stood, and cast a last look at the carnage that represented two ruined lives, before walking around the lifeless body and handing the precious bundle to the waiting social worker.
Little Dylan did not like the fact that Mrs. Butterworth would not answer his question, so he, somewhat reluctantly, decided to ask his mom, “Where do babies come from?” His lovely mother smiled, swam the length of the public pool to reach her son, and slapped him silly with a bologna sandwich.
I was walking down a narrow hallway,When the lights turn off, I felted a cold presence behind me.So i turn around and notice a dead body, So I looked closer at it and notice it was…me dead.
My wife is made of folded paper.
I love her creases.
Let us bake a cake.
A cake of doooooooommmmmm!
What if aliens turn up and see that almost everything on this planet kills and consumes other things to survive?
What if they look at us with the same disgust we view cannibals?
In therapy, my husband shared that he’s been having the same dream every night for a year, of a beautiful stranger who tells him she loves him, and bakes delicious cupcakes.
I met the real her at the local bakery today and we’re going away together this weekend; he’s going to be so pissed.
After three hours of meditating I divined a glimpse of deep and profound meaning.
I was kinda hungry a little too, not starving, but I coulda definitely had a snack of some kind.
Before heading out to pick up girls I put on my charmour.
It’s so … shiny and big … they love it.
I saw her near the wishing well, casting in her hard earned coins. Little did I know her mind had settled on a man it seems, a man with a heart once broken, a heart in need of soft and tender love, a heart bruised and ravaged by a cruel and uncompromising heartless woman, a heart like mine.
Your daughter wakes you up to say that there is a monster outside her window, and tell her to go to sleep and say that they are just trees.
You got to sleep but suddenly wake up to screams and realise there are no trees outside the window.
I went to the well and wished for true love.
Then I saw a guy in this awesome rocket-powered time machine with mega lasers and I think I wasted my wish.
I dropped a hat as I made a quick decision.
Later I would say I made it ‘at the drop of a hat’.
Four little words, locked tightly in her heart all these years, in part because of her stoic upbringing where a show of emotions was embarrassing to her parents, and another part due to her shy nature, suddenly escaped her lips with a fierce gentleness and a welling of relief.
“I love you dad,” now emerged from her heart and her mouth accompanied by the sad realization that these words that she longed to say all her life, would fall on deaf ears, for the dead don’t hear.
The tourists marvel at the cave drawings illuminated in the warm glow of the flaming torch.
“They are 10,000 years old, can you believe it?” whispers the old tour guide, a sharpened stone resting in his coat pocket.
The firemen here there, sirens deafening as you watch the burning car with your friend inside. You watch through the window as their flesh melts off their skull, and their eyes roll back in their sockets.
Everyone was attending to their own reports when the President reported to the body the company’s staggering losses. Unimpressed, the Chairman yawned, and it did not take long for him to doze off and made crazy sounds.
The ballerina leapt.
She still couldn’t reach the sky.
My wife thought she knew me.
So funny what people think.