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55 Word, Short Stories.
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I don't know if this type of thing has been posted on here before but I have a copy of a page from the Daily Mail, Tuesday, 14th. July 1998.
I kept it because it has examples of 55 word short stories. I love them.
Here's an example of one.
"Careful, honey, it's loaded," he said, re-entering the bedroom.
Her back rested against the headboard. "This for your wife?"
"No. Too chancy. I'm hiring a professional."
"How about me?"
He smirked. "Cute. But who'd be dumb enough to hire a female hit man?"
She wet her lips, sighting along the barrel. "Your wife."
I kept it because it has examples of 55 word short stories. I love them.
Here's an example of one.
"Careful, honey, it's loaded," he said, re-entering the bedroom.
Her back rested against the headboard. "This for your wife?"
"No. Too chancy. I'm hiring a professional."
"How about me?"
He smirked. "Cute. But who'd be dumb enough to hire a female hit man?"
She wet her lips, sighting along the barrel. "Your wife."
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.the Sunday Telegraph had a comp called Mini-Sagas in 1982, repeated later in the 80s, and had a more rigorous limit of 50 words.
"He ran happily through the maze, keeping the red signs on the right and the white signs on the left. At the end he stopped and waited till the blue light came on. Then he pressed the lever down. The trap door opened and a perfectly conditioned psychologist handed the rat a piece of cheese."
(The rule was obviously not rigorously monitored.)
"He ran happily through the maze, keeping the red signs on the right and the white signs on the left. At the end he stopped and waited till the blue light came on. Then he pressed the lever down. The trap door opened and a perfectly conditioned psychologist handed the rat a piece of cheese."
(The rule was obviously not rigorously monitored.)
Tilly sat there by the pavement. She was the only survivor of the Apocalypse. All around her were these burning buildings, half-walls, a hodge-podge of remains. Mere remnants of the world she had known. However there was one survivor as it turned out, which was a huge cockroach. It had creeped up on her and...