Category: 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Buried

I left the shovel stuck into the dirt, letting my foot rest on one of the edges. I unrolled the sleeves of my blouse, ignoring the red strains and dirt caking my palms. I took a moment to look over the last few hours of my work, realizing the striking pain in my spine.

I could hear my entire back crack free of stress when I leaned back, “Jesus, that felt great.”

I brought my chest back up, fixing my posture, and looked at the dirt in front of me. I still had work to finish: hiding my husband’s grave.

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100 Word Story – Approach

Something was behind me, I could feel its hot breath hitting the back of my neck as it groaned. Its cold, clammy hand rested on my shoulder, I could feel a faint, irregular heartbeat coming from the palm. We both stood still for a moment. From my years of traveling I easily recognized the sensation, so I was rather surprised when the thing didn’t make an attempt on my life.

I didn’t bother turning around when I spoke, “What do you want, you living undead?”

When it spoke its voice was raspy and struggled forming words, “C-C-Come with me, S-Silvana.”

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100 Word Story – News

A real reporter would never do what I am about to do. My journalistic integrity is completely in question by doing this, but my morals are telling me to take this as far as possible—the desire to make the most out of this situation and prolong it as much as possible.

“Please, please, just let me go! I-I swear I won’t tell the police!” he cried. He shook his arms with ferocity, begging for me to remove the shackles.

I brought the axe over my head, lining up the shadow with his leg, “Not yet. You’re my money maker.”

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100 Word Story – Parents

I am never going to be one of them, even if it drives me to insanity. No matter how much they try and force me to meld into their twisted and wicked mindset, I could never understand why they found so much joy out of what they did.

Bodies being ripped limb by limb, organs being harvested and collected, even heads exploding just to watch them pop. Every time I was forced to witness such events I threw up my food from earlier in the day.

I vowed to never follow in my parents’ footsteps, I’ll stop them by myself.

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100 Word Story – Ghostly Investigation

I had just four days remaining, and I’ve barely made any progress since the last update. Nakamura went away on his business trip, but he left behind a few noteworthy places that I could float around for more clues. The only bad part is now I have to possess somebody entirely different—a complete stranger.

“Fuck.”

Just the thought of it made me feel guilty about my newly acquired talents. I’ve taken possession of Nakamura only three times, but he was willing to do it. But regardless, I had to do it.

I needed to find out who killed me.

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100 Word Story – One-Sided Love

It wasn’t meant to be. He was such a loving and caring man, making sure that all of my needs were satisfied whether it was buying minor trinkets of affection, performing small deeds to make me happy, or just constantly professing his affection. Honestly, it wasn’t enough.

I wanted to see how his anger could take control.

He would always walk out of the room and start screaming at the top of his lungs whenever he’d get too heated about a topic. Little did he know that I would intentionally bring up certain topics to see his cheeks flush red.

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100 Word Story – Medical

I am awake, but I don’t feel anything, was all I could think at the time. My lips wouldn’t move no matter how much I wanted them to; my mouth made no sound whatsoever. The only thing I could hear was my panicking heartbeat and the rapid inhales and exhales from my nose. I rolled my eyes down as far as I could to see what was happening.

There was a flashing light beaming in my eyes, slowly traveling down until it faded out. Behind it was a silver surgical tool—a scalpel.

I couldn’t move.

But the surgeon could.

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100 Word Story – Power Tools

We were finally done—Marcel took off his face mask. There was a fine line between where the splatter reached his face and how everything just below his nose was still untouched. His eyes looked at the massacre on the table then at me.

His hands were still shaking violently even after dropping the buzz saw, “Okay, it’s your turn. Go get the bag and clean up.”

My body was stuck on the other side of the room, refusing to move. I kept shaking my head, tears flooding out of my eyes.

“We just chopped up a guy’s dead body!”

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100 Word Story – Flying High

The flight was terrible—everything was terrible. The flight attendants were constantly screaming their lungs out, the passengers wouldn’t follow instructions I gave them, the pilot lost a damn eye, it was crazy. I even had to put a bullet through this one guy’s head because he tried to act all tough shit.

Then, I had to get a new pair of sneakers once this plane got to where I needed it. I really liked them; they had a small snowman design on the sides. Now they looked like bloody snowmen.

I’m never going to try robbing a plane again.

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100 Word Story – Quote Mr. Masters

A great man once said… something I can barely remember. I think it was something about a tree and growth, I don’t know. All I’m certain was that the moral of the quote was something about practice.

I think it was something like “A tree takes decades to reach its full height,” or some shit along those lines. All I know is Mr. Masters was trying to tell me about my growing potential for alchemy, and that it would take years before I truly understood what kind of power I was dealing with.

Something like that, at least I think.

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100 Word Story – Opposite

The more I think about it, the more I realize just how much alike we really are. Aside from her rebellious dress-style, compared to my lavishly expensive tastes, we both have a common desire to get the best out of each other. She comes to me when she needs help paying off her monthly bills, and I come to her for my… womanly needs.

I’d admit, she has been certainly improving in terms of that. Almost makes me want to return the favor for her one day and see how she likes it. For now, paying her bills will do.

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100 Word Story – Pride in Death

Death comes for us all. It was my turn. The large podium, shining from bones collected from the dead across centuries, ages, and eras, towered in front of me. In the center was a skull, void of expression.

Death leaned over the podium to look down at me; his black hood lacked a head, but it still stayed up, no face nor eyes, just an empty black hole looking at me. I couldn’t tell where his mouth was when he spoke, his voice deep, yet angelic.

“For the massacre of the Heavenly Realm, how do you plea?”

I grinned, “Guilty.”

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