Short Stories

A lone drop of his “man juice” dribbled slowly down the length of my arm. I licked it off in anticipation as I held on to its source. I was curious, and the taste was new to me. He looked at me in disgust and threw his now empty juice box to the floor. He turned and yelled “You cootie filled little monster! I’m telling mum!”

People feared her despite her trying to impress them with her dancing. She danced because her life depended on it. She felt trapped. Being enclosed in such a small place angered her, but she couldn’t escape. She just kept on dancing gracefully, but the people still walked away in fear. She slowly died as all the firewood burnt out, leaving her remnants in the small fireplace.

With tears in her eyes she held on to him, scared that she was about to lose her best friend forever. She wasn’t ready to let go. “NO!” she yelled as she watched him slip out of her hands. All hope was lost. She had failed to save him. She sat there crying as she watched the school bully run away with her favorite teddy bear.

Nobody had expected such tragic events on that bright, sunny day. Hundreds were running around in pain trying to flee the horrifying sight of their homes being burned. The fire was uncontrollable and many were injured in the process of avoiding the flames. Countless amounts of workers died. It was a tragic sight. Who would have guessed that anthills were so flammable under a magnifying glass?

“Your twins need to be put back into place”, said my old neighbour as I walked by his house. I knew my twin boys weren’t angels, but I didn’t feel his words were justified. I frowned, but before I could retort he added, “This should help”, and handed me a few hundred bucks. How was I supposed to know he was talking about my sagging breasts?

I sat there crying as he laughed. He had taken everything I owned. I had no money left, and I couldn’t borrow any money from the bank. I was begging him to reconsider and have mercy on me... but he just laughed and asked me to hand over my last dollar, along with my dignity. That’s the last time I’m ever playing Monopoly with that jerk.

Jim was relaxing for the first time all day. He had been very worried that someone was creeping around the house. He wasn’t sure if the sound of footsteps was just coming from outside and naturally got scared. It was such a relief to find out nobody was around. It’s so much easier to take a dump when there’s no one around to hear it fall.