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Fifty Words or Less...
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Anikka
Babelfish
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Feb-11-2007 16:03
For those who like to tell stories. The idea is to take a given sentence and use it as the opening to a story that you write - but your story must be fifty words or less (not including the original sentence).
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Anikka
Babelfish
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Jul-8-2007 08:45
It happened when I was just a child....
My father came home from work traumatized by an encounter with a insane man who started yammering about ghosts. He told us all about it, including the strange dance.
Thank goodness they have a good security crew at his workplace. Otherwise, I could have lost my daddy that day...
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They found her face down in the river.
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Cordelia Falco
Battered Shoe
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Jul-8-2007 08:55
They found her face down in the river. Black hair swirled on the current. One shoe was missing, and her dress was torn.
She saw the grief and horror on her daughter's face.
"It's OK, honey, don't cry." She bent and fished the doll out of the water. "We can make her as good as new, I promise".
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The man with the foxtail boa was following me again.
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Kyana
Nomad
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Jul-9-2007 22:55
The man with the foxtail boa was following me again.
I had been trying to lose him for hours. He's a drag queen and he wants my velvet purple mini skirt. My legs look great in that skirt!! I'll never give it up, no matter how long i have to hide.
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It was past midnight and she still wasn't home.
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Christina Williamson
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Jul-11-2007 09:10
It was past midnight and she still wasn't home.
The man in the foxtail boa sat on the chair, waiting for the door to open. He had already looked in the closet for the skirt, but he couldn't find it. He sat and waited for her to come home; his loaded gun by his side.
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The door slowly opened.
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Lady Ruby Caplan
Well-Connected
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Jul-12-2007 06:18
Weather Forecast
The door slowly opened.
It was windy.
The door closed.
Again, the door slowly opened. Then shut as if playing a game with the wind.
Open. Shut. Open. Shut.
The wind died down. The door shut for good.
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Bruce hated Desparate Housewives.
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Lady Ruby Caplan
Well-Connected
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Jul-12-2007 06:20
Oh, it's continous. Ignore my ranting.
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Anikka
Babelfish
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Jul-12-2007 08:40
It's not continuous, actually, except at the current author's choice. If you don't want to continue, you don't have to (it wasn't meant to be, anyway!).
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Anikka
Babelfish
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Jul-12-2007 08:42
Bruce hated Desperate Housewives.
For one thing, they were so... desperate. And in their desperation, willing to do anything. Anything.
The word 'anything' rattled around in Bruce's brain for a while, then a huge smile began to form.
Bruce LOVED desperate housewives! But he still hated the television show.
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I couldn't remember when I had seen her last.
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Lailani
Well-Connected
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Jul-12-2007 11:59
I couldn't remember when i had seen her last.
But i remember the smell of her perfume. Sometimes when i'm down by the docks looking for a hooker, i can smell her perfume. Is she back in town? I wonder...
There was a shadow behind the door.
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yoyofoshow
Old Shoe
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Jul-12-2007 22:07
There was a shadow behind the door.
A dark emptiness. From my seat on my couch I could see the mans chest, up and down, up and down. I reached for my revolver that was tucked away under my shoulder. I took it out, and made my way over to the door.
It looked like death.
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