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    Ultra-short fiction

    Something like this was being batted around Literary Manuveurs, but I still wanted to give it a try here.

    The idea- To write a short story in under 100 words, on the topic provided by the person above you.

    Topic for next person- A birthday party.

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    “Mom I’d really like it if for my sixteenth birthday party, you’d leave me the hell alone,” Carrie said.

    “But Honey, it’s your birthday!” her mother replied. Her mom sat at the table across from her, gray hair up in a bun and glasses falling off the bridge of her nose.

    “Yeah, it is my birthday, my sixteenth birthday!” Carrie screamed as she jumped up from the table, pushing her chair back into the wall, and running upstairs.

    Now in her room, Carrie called her boyfriend.

    “Stupid Mom…”
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    Wow that was bad... heh birthday parties, not my thing. Also, this seems more like a word game than a writing challenge but...thats just my opinion.
    The next topic? Nail lacquer


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    A little odd, but I know nothing about nail lacquer, I'm afraid. I hope the ending isn't too confusing...
    As for the category- to me, it seems far more like a writing exercise, since it really strains the edges of writing ability, more than just being fun. If others think that I'm wrong, I'm willing to change it- I don't really have much experience with this sort of thing.

    It smelled like rubbing alcohol. It always did. It worked into your skin and clothes. Into your brain.

    And it never went away.

    So that no matter where you were, you felt your scent screaming, "Look at me. I'm pathetic. Four years of college, and I end up a frigging nail artist".

    It was red and pink and blue and black and purple. Sparkling, sleek, long even strokes.

    Day after day after day. No future, no pride.

    On the bottles, it said that it was poisonous. But apparently, it lied.

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    that was very good. a lot better than I did! I liked it whats the next topic? and I suppose you are write...its a test of skill rather than fun....


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    Oh, wow...I forgot...embarrassing. Let's see...how about "a hospital", take it however you like. And thanks, Alice!

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    I slipped my shirt back on as fast as I could, only to realize I had forgotten to put my bra on. There it was lying on the white tile, staring up at me as if proof of my guilt.

    “I never thought I’d loose my virginity in a hospital…” I said to myself, since my accomplice had left the room, back to visiting his soon-to-be-dead grandmother.

    It had felt like pleasure mounded in the pit of my stomach, covered over by a thin layer of embarrassment. I never liked hospitals.
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    I rather liked that one. I think its interesting. Next topic...hmmm...cell phones. By the way, this is really fun for me


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    Author's Note:
    I like this thread. Good topic btw, alice.


    Cell Phones

    ‘Whadda you mean ‘My insurance doesn’t cover that’?”

    “I’m sorry sir, your plan doesn’t include damages to this extent.”

    I gritted my teeth and looked out the window, searching for anything to interrupt the inevitable explosion. “Well.” Too late. “What in the hell does my plan cover? Tell me that! What does it do besides fill your paycheck and piss me right the fuck off?”

    I grabbed my defunct phone off the counter and stormed out the double glass doors. Once outside, I chucked it as far as I could.

    “Now, to the store for two cans and a string.”

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    Not an actual experience of mine, but I'm sure someone's had something close. Next topic: Halloween Costume.
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    Little johhny zipped up his halloween costume, ready to take it off. A voice called from the other room:

    "Ceasar... It's time to invade alexandria!"

    Little johny rubbed his hands together. "Yes!" "I finally get to conquer!"
    Then they all ended up somewhere in the nevada desert shotting lacquer bughs through a hospital while painting nails and singing: "Happy birthday too you!"

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    ...Errr... next topic?

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    I don't think Cacafire got it...heh. She used all the topics from above: Birthday party, Hospital, Nail Lacquer. The only one I missed was cell phones... lol. She even forgot to make a new topic! So I'll do a halloween one

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    “I look like an idiot!”

    “You look adorable!”

    Ryan stood in the mirror looking at himself in his 3 sizes too small Gingerbread man Halloween costume.

    “Mom, do I really have to wear this?” Ryan moaned

    His mother smiled, and Ryan thought she was enjoying his misery. “But it’s so cute and we’ll match!” she said holding up her gingerbread man costume.

    “What are you forcing Dad to wear?”

    Before Ryan could finish asking, his Father came in with a baker’s costume on.

    “Happy Halloween,” His father said uncomfortably.
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    Next topic? Ummm...Socks.


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    New socks. Knitted in the late afternoon light that filtered past the open black-out curtains. Carried to a post office on the way to pick up a new ration book. Carried across the ocean on a mail ship that was dodging U-Boats. Carried for miles in an armored mail truck. Received by a soldier fighting trench-foot as though they were a benediction.

    And then shipped back across the miles and the ocean, on a pair of cooling feet, to a widow who puts away her knitting needles and closes the curtains so that no one will see her weep.


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    Heh, heh. I'm morbid. Topic=Rice-cooker

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    Wow, Voices, that was really awesome. Great spin on socks of all things. I don't have any idea for a rice cooker (nor do I know what that is exactly), but I just wanted to say awesome piece of fiction.

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    Wow, that was pretty morbid...

    A rice cooker...

    I had so much. The Toaster and the coffeemaker, both of which I had never used because I was never home enough to cook; until now of course.
    When I graduated college, one of my friends bought me a nice 12 piece set of knives, saying that when I finally crack and decide to kill one of my ex’s I could use these to carve the word, “pig,” into his face.
    I even had a nice big pan to cook stew. I had so much, but when I finally had time to come home and cook, my rice cooker blew.
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    Thanks ReMonster! I'm not going to post on this one, bc I feel like I'm monopolizing things, but wanted to say thanks.

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    thats a good story. i like the way you managed to say so much in so little.
    keep it up!
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