Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Short stories.. 55 words

Road Kill.

Running full speed.
Driving full speed.
Crash.
Now lays a dead deer on the road.
Rotten corpse lays still; a raccoon comes from behind.
Gnawing at the dead corpse.
Vibrations of a near by semi grow.
Still enjoying the late night snack the raccoon doesn’t move…


Lying beside the deer a dead raccoon now lies.




WISH


Trapped in a room, no escaping.
Same thing day after day.
Life passing by.
Screaming for someone to let me out.
"Time for your wish" she said
I step outdoors into the sun.
I run, I laugh...


I go back into the room.
The thearpy comes.
I don't want to live this life anymore...


You win sickness.

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