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Two Sentence Stories (part 27)

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Infections, illness, exposure – it’s amazing that what was once a death sentence in olden times are now barely an inconvenience.

As the witch settled into a new town, she was glad that some solutions were forgotten over time.

It made sense that the starving survivors on the raft agreed to draw straws to choose which of them to eat. After all, as long as they kept bleeding to a minimum, the meat could be kept fresh.

When I found the hidden microphones, I realised the “ghostly voice” that encouraged me to do terrible things had been my husband all along.

It was sweet of him to teach me to hide the bodies without taking credit

Two Sentence Stories (part 26)

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Clara performed the ritual over the unconscious man, commanding that a demon take possession of him and replace him entirely. It was her third attempt this week, each taking place after her husband drank himself to sleep.

When an invitation says “no children”, it really does mean no children. I calculated the dosage specifically for the average adult.

It was a pleasure to close the lobby doors on my neighbour who had repeatedly refused to let me in when I forgot my fob. I didn’t look back as I heard her hit the glass, or when the horde reached her.

Two Sentence Stories (part 25)

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Hearing the birds landing on the roof, Joe smiled at his perfected business model: selling people pet birds that were trained to return to him.

Sleeping soundly, Joe did not smell the smoke or feel the flames that spread from the device tied to the pigeon’s leg.

The seating chart was terrible and made no sense to anyone but the host, who insisted everyone take their seat and raise a toast.

Michael, Olivia, Liam, Omar, Charles and Helen all raised their glasses.

Two Sentence Stories (part 24)

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Upstairs and warm in bed, Anna reached sleepily to pet the warm, furry creature next to her in bed.

Downstairs, her pet cat stood proudly over what turned out to be the second rat that had come through the cat flap.

She edited her photos so much that none of her dates could recognise her in person. This meant that when they returned home dejected after being stood-up, none of them could identify the intruder.

His friends has assured him that the worst thing she could say was “no”, but on bended knee with the ring glinting in the light, her response broke him.

“who are you?!”

Two Sentence Stories (part 22)

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She was determined to achieve her goal: a post every day of October, starting today. The calendar beside her, yet to be consulted, showed the date to be 2/10/24.

She complained loudly about how dodgy it was for police to look into people windows to look for phone use at red lights, then listened for the sound of guilty shuffling in the backseat. As she pulled through the now green light, she tried to think of another way to stall the man she’d just noticed hiding in the backseat.

After being separated for over a year , Anne readily agreed to her shocked husband’s request to test the paternity of the baby she held.

After all, they wouldn’t be comparing her DNA.

Two Sentence Stories (part 21)

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Peeling off the wallpaper had been so satisfying that Susan had been unable to stop, peeling the walls back to bare beams. Still not satisfied, she began picking at her calluses.

It shouldn’t have still been dark when his alarm went off, but when Michael looked out the window there was no light shining through. Only once he turned on the bedroom light did he see the shifting, smittering swarm of wings, legs and stingers pressed against the thin glass.

Dana had told her boyfriend that if he punched another hole in the wall, she would leave him. As she patched up the plaster, she reminded the bound figure on the other side that she never said she’d leave him for anyone to find.

Two Sentence Stories (part 20)

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I spent months distracting myself from the headaches and increasingly blurring vision, but I finally found myself in a doctor’s office reviewing scans. I had worried over worst case scenarios, but in none of those did the doctor use the terms “hatched” and “hive”

Lily proudly showed her grandfather the keys she had dug out of the back garden, not noticing the look of horror on his face. As she showed him the hole, her grandfather could find no part of the hand that once gripped them.

Two Sentence Stories (part 19)

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Capgras syndrome, Dr Miller told me, was responsible for my conviction that people in my life had been replaced by copies. He claimed he told me that last session, but that Dr Miller has a mole on his other hand.

The housewife held the door open as smiling man entered to demonstrate his new cleaning solution. He endorsed the product, having seen how easily it removed the bloodstains left by its original salesman so recently from his own carpet.

While watching TV, the couple were interrupted by a child’s voice requesting a glass of water be brought upstairs. Approaching the front door, the childless couple froze when the same voice asked them to come outside.

Two Sentence Stories (Part 18)

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The teleportation experiment had almost been a complete success, with only one pressing issue. As he stared at his copy standing atop the other platform, he realised only one could take the credit.

There are no monsters underneath the bed. It’s too obvious: the best monsters take the place of pillows and blankets.

He had always made the most realistic shadow puppets, each creature coming easily to him. But as he created the outline of a dog to pretend to eat the spider on the wall, he felt a crunch between his fingers.