‘Hello, Mrs. Smith?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘This is Doctor Malone. Your husband does not have terminal cancer. Our lab messed up some tests. Tried to call him but he did not answer.’ She burst into tears. ‘There, there,’ the doctor said, ‘Mistakes do occur.’ ‘My husband killed himself Tuesday!’ Doctor Malone fainted. Related articles 50-Word Stories #133 … Continue reading 50-Word Stories #137
“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.” ― William Shakespeare, Macbeth Related articles 50-Word Stories #132 50-Word Stories #133 Lady Internet - The Modern Writer's Greatest Distraction? How To Tame Your Greatest Enemy, That Invisible Monster That Eats A Bit Of You Every … Continue reading Do you keep your sorrows to yourself, or share them with those around you?
Millie sketched an assassin and equipped him with a dagger and a hat. After coloring him, she forsook her studio and visited her kitchen, where she ate a Mars bar. Later, she returned to her studio only to find her canvas blank. She was startled. Behind her, the curtain rustled. Related articles 50-Word Stories #132 … Continue reading 50-Word Stories #134
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