Two Sentence Stories

I stood up to make my voice heard.

Somebody stole my chair.

Clem Sulfide was dead drunk when the aliens invaded, so he missed the conquest entirely. When he sobered up, he never noticed the difference.

At last, my life is over.
The End.

One bright summer morning, she wakes up crying. She doesn’t love him anymore.

Thinking with his genitalia had gotten Crispin Snatscatcher in trouble many a time. Though none of his planetary invasions had proven fatal thus far, most of the habitable worlds in the galaxy were teeming with unviable mutants that were the results of his, shall we say, alien encounters.

Somewhat disoriented after waking up in a strange hotel room after his first night in town, Belson Crandle could not remember where he put his shoes. He finally found them in the ice bucket, newly polished and filled with vanilla pudding and dead mice.

Every single night, I sleep with me, myself, and I. I consider myself lucky to have daily threesomes.