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A Bloody Simple Plan

Sure, he was my best friend and co-worker, but he had to die. I was sick and tired of his attitude and I knew he felt the same way about me, so I had to get him first. It was a simple plan, a bloody simple plan, just stab and keep stabbing until he stopped moving.

The Return

I’d taken months to get over his devastating injury. Then a few more months to get over his fear of pain, that terrible pain that would not go away, because it meant you had seriously injured yourself. But at last, he felt ready as he laced up his sneakers and drove to the gym.

So, I Wrote a Letter to Santa

I hate you. I hate you so much I can’t breathe, I hate you with the strength of 10,000 fiery supernovas. I hate you so much I wrote a letter to Santa Clause asking for him to kill you.

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Shameless

I was done with this crap, clothes, who needs clothes? No shoes, no shirt, no problem! When I woke up drunk in jail I wondered why the cops were being such prudes.

Heart to Heart

I didn’t know who else to talk to, my wife is my best friend. So, I felt like I had to talk to her, she’s all I have. That’s why I asked her about my dilemma of seeing someone behind her back.

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Exercise a Demon

Melissa did another 100 crunches, rested and examined her inner well being. Meditating, she looked for the demon inside her, hoping she had finally worked it out. Melissa sighed when she found it, then she did another 100 crunches, hoping maybe this time she’d get it out.

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Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down

Sampson felt the knots around his wrists tighten, knew there was no escape this time. Everyone thought being a special agent would be like being a real life James fucking Bond, and sometimes it was. As his captor put a gun to his head and pulled the trigger, Sampson had just enough time to think about how this never happened to Bond and then he was dead.

Super… Girl

When she saw the rage in his eyes she knew what was coming. Her husband Mark raced over to her and grabbed her shoulders violently, but this time something was different. Fire raged behind Kara’s eyes and she knew, one way or another, this wasn’t happening again.

to be continued…

Hipster Game

"Ick, I’m so tired of these video games that spend millions of dollars on graphics and stories, whatever happened to 2D, simple games that anyone can play?" the disgruntled game developer said. I pointed to my old NES console, "They’re right there, back in 1988 where they belong."

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New Notebook

The writer knew he couldn’t finish his novel until he got another notebook, he’d completely filled his and he needed just the right kind too. Over and over he grabbed notebooks, wrote in them, scowled and discarded them by tossing them into an ever growing pile on the floor. The store clerks at Best Books were horrified.

Dude Bro

"Bro, like, I just don’t get this art stuff, ya know bro? I mean,  get that it’s like, well made and stuff, but I just don’t get it bro," my friend James said to me. I replied, "Dude, that ain’t art… it’s a map… of the mall, ya know?"

Alcohol For the Party

We were having a few friends over, so I decided to get some adult beverages. But how much should I get? Too little and they’d think I was a poor planner, too much and they’d assume I was a raging alcoholic.

Super Storm

My family, shouted at me as I opened the door and walked out into the raging hurricane. I ignored them, this is what I had wanted for months, I wanted to face the power of the god I hated and tell him what I really thought of him. Whether I lived or died would be totally up to him, frankly I hoped the storm killed me.

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So… It’s a Western?

The spurs on my boots jingled as I stepped out into the center of town. The outlaw, Jones, was already standing there with his weapon buried in Lilly’s neck. Everyone in town stopped, waiting for me to make a decision, I drew my pistol and fired.

Reddit

Brad became obsessed with earning “karma” on Reddit, a somewhat unusual social media platform. All night he scoured the internet to find things he could link to that would earn the most upvotes. No matter how hard he tried the karma gods eluded him, somehow the redditors sensed what he was doing and downvoted everything he did.


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