He couldn't do anything to me. Could he?
I'd always trusted her. Why would she throw all that back in my face?
I was having a baby. I'd always wanted this. But it was the worst, worst circumstances.
What was it? It looked green and kind of slimy and gross, but where had it come from?
He threw a Mars Bar at me and I swerved to the side, also turning the wheel. Everything went black.
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Short Story Prompts: All less than 20 words
RandomA book of prompts for if you happen to be stuck for writing ideas. They'll all be short (under 20 words) and you can adapt them how you want... enjoy!
