"Have you seen Brad in maintenance?"
"Oh my god yes! I'm moist just thinking about him."
"Ewwww! Who says that?"
"What you don't want him to touch you with his tools?"
"Well yeah, but that's beside the point."
"What moist?"
"Jesus Eve!"
*insert giggles*
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"Dad, tell me a story."
"It's way past your bedtime lil dude."
"I wasn't feeling good. I thought I was gonna throw up."
"Ok. Once upon a time..."
"No! One of YOUR stories."
"Really?"
"Yep."
"Don't tell mom."
"Okay."
"It was a dark and stormy night..."
(Author's Note: This reminds me of when my son would ask me to read to him before he was able to do it on his own.)
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She was the first girl to touch his heart and break it. "That is the way of young love," his mother would often say, but he never felt the same again. Years later their paths crossed, and life was very different. She was the sum of her bad choices, he was not.
(Author's Note: To the girl who never gave me a chance... I'm loving my life without you.)
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"Throw me a frickin' bone here. I'm tired of these guessing games."
"All you do is play games. Now that the tables have turned you get mad."
"This is important."
"Now that it concerns you it's important?"
"Whatever."
"Keep walking away. It's what you're good at."
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"In your dreams pal."
Synister smiled and unleashed a quick sword strike. Talos was cut across his throat. A crimson smile sent the courtyard into madness. Guns blazed, knives flew, fists connected with bone. Beautiful, bloody, chaos.
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Micro Stories: Volume 2
Short Story100+ micro-stories ripped from the mind and Twitter Account of Arthur Unk. The collection, as a whole, is best understood if you have some degree of ADD or ADHD. Multiple genres represented: horror, sci-fi, fan fiction, romance, erotica, poetry, au...
