death
Take a message… take the hint.
The world was ending and he called his mother to say goodbye. She put him on hold to change her long distance provider.
Dead Man’s Hand
Bill sat with his back to the door. He looked at his cards: aces and eights, the Dead Man’s Hand. Bill gulped. “Go Fish,” he said.
His last meal
His last meal was a dish of raw sheep entrails that he hadn’t tasted in forty years. The dysentery got him before the gallows ever could.
Her heart was too big
Her heart was too big. She was so giving. She drove up to surprise me but never made it. She was an organ donor.. but her heart was too big.
Some things take time, others lives
Wally was a comic, so for Hourly Comic Day he painted Trompe-l’œil every hour. His hand fell off at 9 a.m. He died from blood loss soon after.
The real Grandfather paradox was neglect
Tim went back in time to kill his grandpa. Tom went back to kill Tim’s grandfather too. Tim’s grandfather has no clue why everyone hates him
Packs quite a punchline
JK was never taken seriously. In April, she overheard terrorists on the train and sent mass texts: “BOMB INSIDE! JK” There were no survivors
He died. She cried worthwhile tears.
She saw her tears and instantly knew what to say: “He is not worth it, honey.” “My dad just died.” She wept. “Okay, so maybe he is.”
I start all kinds of stories.
Story idea: The main character, let’s call him Marvin, is legally in his 30s, but looks about 50. It opens on the funeral of his older brother. Marvin is devastated at blames himself for his brother’s death. The story then flashes back to Marvin’s youth. When Marvin was 16, an 18-year-old version of himself went…
Ironically, he didn't see it coming.